Double Dang it

I got the cold or whatever it is now.  I feel like a small child is sitting on my chest, and it hurts to breathe and even more to cough.

Friday, when Steve was still sick and I wasn’t and the kids were all taking a nap (or so I thought), I decided to sneak out of the house to go run a few errands.  I had to see my neighbor Cindy’s new baby, who is completely adorable, and due to the fact that she pushed him out with 2 pushes during one contraction, had absolutely a perfect complection and no cone head.  I mean, considering the problems during, which I won’t go into details here, that’s the least the little bugger could do.  He’s perfectly healthy and just simply beautiful and makes me totally want #4 too.  The other errands I had to do included mailing up my sister’s birthday present, since her birthday was the 12th, and getting some groceries.

I got back home and started unloading the car and heard the tv on downstairs, so I said, “Who’s up?” David and Patrick answered, and I asked where Russell was, and they said he was still sleeping.  They come outside to play while I unloaded and here comes a police car!  He got out and asked if I had a son named Russell.  I said yes.  He asked if I knew where he was.  I said I had just gotten home, but that I had thought he was upstairs sleeping.  The officer said I might want to check on that.  I asked where he was.

Turns out, after talking with Steve, and the boys, and Russ, here’s what happened (forgive the Monk-ness)…Russ woke up and went into his brothers’ room.  They weren’t in there and he looked out their window, which overlooks about 8 or so neighbors’ back yards.  He saw Daddy out there playing ball with his brothers and so, wanting to play too, went downstairs, put on his shoes,opened the garage and took off down the sidewalk around the block to hunt them down.  Now, obviously, Daddy was sick in bed and the brothers were downstairs, but seriously, what do we do here?  He’s 4 years old and thinks he can just go wandering off to hunt someone down?  Aside from tieing him to the bed or installing one of those electric fences, what am I supposed to do!  I waited until he was asleep to leave, and I times my errands to be home before they should have woken up. I’m just glad the neighbor who found him was nice.  I mean, if I think about what could have happened, well, I don’t want to go there.  I have always been extremely paranoid about someone kidnapping my kids, and even David who’s 10, I only let him go around the block by himself a couple of times.  Aside from never leaving his side, what do I do?

Daddy had a talk with him after the police officer left and told Russ that he got Mommy and Daddy in a lot of trouble and if he did that again, we might have to go to jail and then he and his brothers would have to go somewhere else to live.  I think that might have scared some sense into him, because he woke up in the night crying and came in to snuggle.

Scary thing is, Steve used to wander off as a kid ALL the time.  Does this stuff get transferred in the genes?


1 Response to “Double Dang it”

  1. 1 Kathy Sue March 16, 2008 at 8:34 pm

    The answer to your question is YES!!! My Dad’s Grandmother tied him to the clothesline pole after he wandered off and fell in an old well when he was three. My three brothers were born within 3 years of one another– our mother got harnesses for them. And I had to do the same thing with my daughter or I would loose her at the mall. She liked to hide from me. The last straw was the day she hid from my parents. I thought Mom was going to have a heart attack! She refused to take her again (with Grandpa’s agreement) until she was “constrained from doing it again”, hence the harness. Used it till she was in kindergarten!!
    I hope you feel better soon!

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