Firstly no, it’s not what you think, as much as I threaten and bitch, this time I’m not the one who is planning on fleeing.
The past few days have been interesting. Let me start at the beginning.
The kids as they are getting older are getting more responsibility and being allowed to roam further and do more with their friends.
Well Diggle broke some rules and I was mad...like furious mad. He has been grounded, well not kept inside grounded, I’m not crazy. But he is limited to playing on our street for the next little while (I told him a year). He is not impressed. He has threatened to run away a few times. Here is our conversation yesterday.
Diggle: Comes storming in from outside and plonks himself down forcefully in the chair next to me. “Thanks a lot, mom!”
Me: “You’re welcome” Goes nonchalantly back to Twitter.
Diggle: “I was being sarcastic you know.”
Me: “Uh huh. Your friends go to the park without you?”
Diggle: “Yes and it’s your fault ‘cause you won’t let me.”
Diggle: “You don’t love me! No-one loves me. No, wait, Granny and Smudge (Monster Dog) love me. They’re the only ones who don’t yell at me.”
Me: “Really. Because I don’t want you dead or hurt ,I don’t love you?”
The conversation carried on for a while about why I don’t want him dead or hurt and what could happen to him if he doesn’t listen to the rules. Why rules are in place etc. Then he got frustrated.
Diggle: “I should just run away.”
Me: “Okay, well just remember it’s dark at night and you’d have to sleep in the forest. Your sister wouldn’t be there to wake up to go to the washroom with you...oh and you’d have to use leaves as toilet paper.”
Diggle: Squinting and glaring at me. I wouldn’t sleep in the forest. I’m not telling you where I would sleep.” Glares at me some more.
Me: “You’ll miss your sister.”
Diggle: “I’d see her at school. I’d still go to school you know.”
Me: “Who would make your lunches for school?”
Diggle squints at me some more while he processes this.
Me: “Also who would get your breakfast and dinner? I guess you could catch bugs for breakfast. They’re high in protein, but you’d better get up early to get enough so you don’t get hungry at snack time.”
Diggle: Squinting really hard now as he tries not to laugh too much. He gets up and walks off now rather than admit defeat.
Me: “I love you...can I have a hug?”
It took him about 5 minutes before he was back, sitting on my lap squeezing his arms around me tightly. He put his mouth really close to my ear and very softly whispered. “I love you too mommy.”
I think he’s planning on staying.