The thing with my oldest son is that he has an excellent poker face. You can say to him that if he does something again then the consequence will be this, this, and this, and he’ll see right through you and go right ahead and do it again. Today was no different. I wish I had’ve had a good poker face like him. I remember when I was a small child saying to my mother that I didn’t love her anymore and wanted to leave. Her response was to get up and help me pack my bags. I totally flipped and my facade crumbled into tears and apologies. So when Jack came up to Megs & I and told us that he didn’t love us anymore and wanted to live with his graparents, our response was “off you go. Go and pack your bags”. He packed his bags and said goodbye to his brother Lewis, and then waited at the front door for us to take him around to his grandparents. At this point I was telling Megs not to worry and that give him a day, maybe two, and he’ll be asking to come back home. We’ve turned around to talk to Jack but he was no longer standing at the front door. Ah ok he must be at the car waiting for us. Nope. Not there. Nah he couldn’t have started walking down the road. I ran inside whilst Megs ran past me to check down our court. I yelled and yelled for him inside but no answer. I quickly ran back to Megs where she said that she spotted him right down the end of our court. I took off and threw the car keys to Megs so that she could run back and get the car. I was running down the court and I couldn’t see him. Immediately the worst thoughts go through your head of him being run over at the main road, or even taken. I reached the end of the court and stopped. Looking right I couldn’t see him, so I looked left toward the main road and there he was a few steps away from it. The memory of a little 4 year old boy walking down the road with his bag in one hand, and his teddy bear in another will forever haunt my memories. Yelling at the top of my lungs, I got his attention and luckily he came to me. It could’ve been worse. Much worse. I just thank my lucky stars that we got him back before anything bad happened to him. It just proves the saying that you cannot take your eyes off your kids for a single minute. It makes me think to myself and ask the question: How do the Duggars do it? I mean how is it possible to keep an eye out for so many children?
I will say this, Jack has a damn good poker face !!!
