I'm 99% certain that today is a momentous occasion. In 805
days worth of posts, I have never before mentioned the 1980s pop band A Flock
of Seagulls. At least, I hope I haven't. If I have done so, sorry for the
incorrect statement.
Wrong Flock of Seagulls |
That's more accurate. |
Of course, even if one doesn't consider themselves a massive
fan of A Flock of Seagulls, I would wager there is at least one song most have
heard. Allow me to "sing" a little bit of it.
And I ran
I ran so far away
I just ran
I ran all night
and day
I couldn't get away
That song, of course, is "I Ran (So Far Away)."
While I said earlier that I would wager most have heard it, I realize now that
is a bet I do not want to accept. It just so happens there is a little boy who
lives in this very house who has not yet heard "I Ran." Although,
given recent events, he probably should hear it very, very soon.
This is one of those second-hand tales that I wasn't
actually present for. However, I think I've heard enough variations of the tale
between Bethany and Ellie that I understand the gist of the story.
Following our family walk yesterday afternoon, I headed
inside to prepare a quick dinner while Bethany and the kids took some more time
to play outside and enjoy the beautiful weather. While Ellie was more than
happy playing with sidewalk chalk and water guns in the driveway, Ethan's
sights were set on something much more adventurous.
Before Bethany knew what was happening, Ethan was gleefully
toddling down the sidewalk towards North Oak Trafficway. While she caught up to
Ethan by the time he reached our neighbor's driveway, Bethany (and Ellie) were
curious just how far his little legs would carry him. Surprisingly enough, his
little legs would indeed carry him all the way to North Oak before Bethany
scooped him up in her arms and carried that screaming little boy all the way
home.
Once the three returned home, Bethany figured that would be
the end of Ethan's travels. It just so happened that she was wrong about that.
While her back was turned playing with Ellie, she looked back at where Ethan
had been to see him nowhere in sight. She then set sights on him once again
toddling down the sidewalk toward North Oak. The lone difference was that he had
actually made it two driveways away from home this time. With that, Bethany
quickly grabbed Ellie and the two followed Ethan all the way back to North Oak
before picking him up and walking back home. For the record, Ethan screamed all
the way home on that return trip as well.
Once the three arrived back home, Bethany made the executive
order to leave Ethan in the house with me while she continued playing outside
with Ellie. After all, Ethan had just covered a 1/3 mile on his own two feet
during his little adventure and Bethany didn't really want to add to that
total.
One has to wonder exactly why Ethan had such a strong desire
to run away. Perhaps he just wanted some exercise. Or maybe he was looking for
me and forgot I was inside. I personally like to believe that my son, ever the
extrovert, was desperately wanting to go make a new friend and figured North
Oak was where he would find the most people.
Regardless, the fact of the matter is that try though he
might, much like A Flock of Seagulls, Ethan "couldn't get away."
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