Yep! Running away from home. This whole post is about just that.
Ever threaten to run away as a child? Ever actually run away as a child?
I know I did. I remember one time specifically when I was a child around 12. I threatened to run away. Packed a bag and got as far as the front door. My mother stopped me and told me that I could leave, but I had to go as she got me. With nothing. Thinking I was so smart, I just handed over my bag and started to go around her to continue on towards the door. Nope, she said. I got you with NOTHING. That means if you run away, you have to go naked because that is how I got you.
Shock! Horror! And a 12 year old who promptly stomped to my room and slammed the door.
I have never had any of my children tell me that they were running away, yet. I have had a couple tell me several times that they were going to leave and go live with the Grands. They all quickly realized that they wouldn't want to have to follow Grumpa's rules all the time! Hehe!
Me, on the other hand. Now that I am a grown-up, I do run away from home! Or at least that is what I call it when I get to leave home with no children. What else could explain that miracle, that phenomenon called...aloneness?
It is glorious, silent, intoxicating and weird! I can't tell you how many times I have ventured out on my own only to have a panicked feeling when I can't figure out why I don't have kids with me.
Do you ever run away from home? What do you call it when you escape mom-hood for a short period of time?
I currently have sick kids here and Dude just got home. I think I may escape to Ladies Bowl Free at the bowling Alley tonight.
I know...exciting life, right?
Me
Ever threaten to run away as a child? Ever actually run away as a child?
I know I did. I remember one time specifically when I was a child around 12. I threatened to run away. Packed a bag and got as far as the front door. My mother stopped me and told me that I could leave, but I had to go as she got me. With nothing. Thinking I was so smart, I just handed over my bag and started to go around her to continue on towards the door. Nope, she said. I got you with NOTHING. That means if you run away, you have to go naked because that is how I got you.
Shock! Horror! And a 12 year old who promptly stomped to my room and slammed the door.
I have never had any of my children tell me that they were running away, yet. I have had a couple tell me several times that they were going to leave and go live with the Grands. They all quickly realized that they wouldn't want to have to follow Grumpa's rules all the time! Hehe!
Me, on the other hand. Now that I am a grown-up, I do run away from home! Or at least that is what I call it when I get to leave home with no children. What else could explain that miracle, that phenomenon called...aloneness?
It is glorious, silent, intoxicating and weird! I can't tell you how many times I have ventured out on my own only to have a panicked feeling when I can't figure out why I don't have kids with me.
Do you ever run away from home? What do you call it when you escape mom-hood for a short period of time?
I currently have sick kids here and Dude just got home. I think I may escape to Ladies Bowl Free at the bowling Alley tonight.
I know...exciting life, right?
Me
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