I'm leaving the house!!

Only once and it was really sort of funny. he was not quite five and he was mad because I had not let him listen to his favorite felix the cat. so he got his favorite blanky and a toy monkey and marched out the door. I watched him as he pranced up the street headed for grandma's of course. so I walkedd slowly up he street keeping him in view and popped out of sight until he had opened my mom's front door. then I jumped up onto her porch and Iheard him tell her all about bad mama wouldn't let me listen to felix the cat.them my mom laughed and asked him if Iknew he had taken off. she knew by then I was standing in the doorway listening to all of it. Ihad my littest child with me and had a time keeping her quiet. my mom said well we are just going to have dinner would you liked some pork chops. myson hated pork chops. He said no his little lips quivering I like spagttedy that was his way of saying spaghetti. I stepped in then and said if you come home now we'll have some spaghetti fan meatballs does that sound good? So he said yes and we went home for spaghetti and meatballs.he had forgotten why he was mad at mama.

My youngest daughter threatened to leave and go to grandma's once. She even packed her bags so I walked her outside and asked if she knew how to get there and shut the door. She stood outside for a few minutes,walked around the block, and came back and set on the front steps. I thought that it was quite funny! I wasn't scared as I knew she wouldn't try to go that far as grandma lived about 20 miles away.

I have two daughters, 11 and 15. My 11 year old has never threatened to leave, my 15 year old has on about 3 occasions in her life. The first time was when she was about 5 years old. She packed her backpack and got as far as the tree on the neighbour's front lawn. About a year ago she got mad because neither my husband or I would take her to go rent a video. She stormed out of the house saying she was going to get it herself. Well, little did she know that she couldn't do it by herself without a card. The fact that she was a young teenager didn't help either. I eventually went out looking for her and found her heading back home. I pulled over and she got in the van. A couple of months ago she pulled it again. I was pretty terrified. It was very cold outside. She was mad because we weren't going out for dinner. She had a coupon for Boston Pizza that she got from the newspaper that she delivers for. I went looking for her with my younger daughter in tow. I made her promise she would never do this to me. She said she wouldn't (everything bad her sister has done she swears she will never do to me... we'll see, won't we?) I drove back and forth between home and Boston Pizza a couple of times. I went into Boston Pizza and asked the staff if they had seen her; I checked out the restaurant. There are different routes she could have taken so I had to kind of go around in circles. Like I said, it was very cold outside. It was dark. And I didn't see her anywhere. I checked the bowling alley and her Taekwondo studio. No luck. I gave up after about an hour. I went home and started phoning friends. No one had heard from her. I have never been so terrified in my life. Even after she walked in the door (about 9pm - she left around 6:30 or so) I could not stop shaking for at least a half an hour. I don't know what hurts more: Her running off and scaring me like that, or my husband not being very concerned at all. Maybe he was a little concerned but didn't show it. We live in a small town where people can easily get around on foot (you can drive from one end of town to the other in 5-10 minutes) and thankfully criminal activity is minimal. The only time she was really bluffing was when she threatened to call Family Services on me. I told her to go ahead. Like they were going to be on my case because I sent my daughter to her room. Ha! Being a parent isn't easy and it doesn't look like it's going to get any easier.