ED walked into the office, looking a little forlorn, which I wasn't surprised to see. He had been sent to his room, in disgrace, because he couldn't settle himself, at the kitchen table, to finish his homework.
And, then I caught him hiding downstairs, with some excuse as to why he needed to be downstairs, even though his homework still wasn't finished.
Disgraced I tell you!
So, he walks into the office, and I ask, "have you finished your homework?". He nods yes, and whimpers. "What is wrong?", I ask.
ED: Did you hear me kick the door?
Me: No, I didn't.
ED starts to cry.
Me: Did something break?
ED: I was upset that you yelled at me, so I ran away.
By now, he was really crying. I remembered hearing one of the outside doors open, and shut, but the kids are always running outside, or into the garage, so I never checked on the culprit.
Me: (trying not to laugh) How far did you get?
ED: (between sniffles) I ran to the neighbors yard, and then turned around.
Or, as my FIL said, ED probably realized no one was following/watching him, so there was no reason to continue with running away.
"Running Away" can now be checked off the "That is Just What Kids Do" list.
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