Runaway

Sometimes when the kids ask where I am going as I walk out the door with my purse and keys in hand, I casually say, "I'm running away." 

No one ever takes this seriously as they giggle and move on.
I have no idea why because I could really use a vacation, sans family, and often think of taking off to Disney World. (kinda like that nutty lady from Pa only she brought her kid.  I mean, come on, Amber Alert anyone!)

But, what I didn't figure on is that my kid would actually go through with it. 
Runaway.  Although not to Disney, but still......

We arrived home last night and just as we climbed out of the car the neighbor girl from two doors up was waiting to play.  I casually said "for a few minutes" and carried my things into the house leaving Thing 1 and the Runaway out front. 
I set my purse on the table, nodded a quick hello to the hubby and ran to the bathroom since I had an hour drive and needed to pee just as I pulled out of work. 
After finishing up and no more that a minute, all while hubby was sitting at the table watching the kids from the window, I opened the front door and called them in. 
Chachi began to walk up the driveway.
Stink did not. 

I called.
Nothing.
I called again.
Nothing.
I yelled for Dave to tell me where he was.
Nothing.

Just as I was about to run frantically around the neighborhood screaming at the top of my lungs, the neighbor Mom from two doors up calls down that Stink is there.

Apparently, he walked right into her house, grabbed a piece of ice out of her glass, and began to walk back out the door again! 
WHAT!?!? 

So, once again, I slinked home with my head hid in my sweater like those convicts on television from the court house to the prison van.  
And to think, hubby had him in his sight at all times. 
I am beginning to wonder if selective blindness is related to that hearing problem of his. 

Comments

[karen]

I did the same thing when I was a kid. Ran away to my neighbors house and sat and watched her TV while the neighborhood was searching for me.

[KLo]

I often don't even bother leaving my husband with my kids, sad as it is. I'm more anxious about what'll end up happening to him because he's so absent-minded that it's just as easy to have them with me.

[staciesmadness]

oh no...lmao. thank goodness stink was ok.

I always tell my kids "I'm goin crazy" with the same giggling response you get. One day though, they will have the crazy jacket waiting for me and I will put it on. ;)

[Rachel]

Scary moment! Selective blindness...I agree, is related to the hearing thing!