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My Little Houdini Strikes Again!


running-316910_1280Now that I’ve made it through a few more days, I feel I am finally able to talk about it….

Yes, I have a 3 yr old ‘Houdini’ on my hands. It’s by no means a new revelation. He, quite simply, has been able to escape out of, well, just about anything restrictive. Let’s just say it causes this Momma plenty of stress and aggravation.

I’ve decided as of this week’s incident, there will be no more trips to the grocery with this guy! UNLESS and ONLY IF he’s securely tethered to his leash. Yes, I said that word and I’m proud of it! His l-e-a-s-h. Actually, to be “PC” it’s a child harness, but to me, it’s a leash and I’ll make no apologies for the use of it with my son. It looks quite simply like a backpack and harnesses around him with a not-so-generous lead that brings this frustrated-to-the-max Momma great peace of mind and security. Now and again, I get some dirty looks from parents when they see my “little” tethered in this fashion. Under my breath, I’m thinking: “if you had a runner, you’d be using one of these beauties too…DON’T JUDGE!”

Back to the dreadful morning….

At the grocery, he wanted to ride in the cart and I was oh so happy to not have to force him into one as I usually have to do. The only issue was, he wanted in the one with the “car” in front of the cart. Bad engineering, in my opinion. I get the lure for children to the car; however, WHY does this particular store put it in front of the cart where you can barely see your child?! Other stores have ‘the lure’ in the traditional seat of the cart, right where your hands go to push the cart, or ‘buggy’ as I call it, after all, I am a southerner. I reluctantly ‘gave in’ to his plea because, quite simply, I didn’t want to fight with him over it. I just wanted to get in and get out of the store with our groceries before the torrential rains hit our area.

I gave my boy a good talking to before strapping him into this car attached to our buggy. I always feel like I’m trying to steer a semi-truck when attempting to push one of these things. Honestly, they’re quite difficult to steer, so much so that you have to get a running start to make a wide turn down a narrow aisle. Rant over. Fortunately, we made it through the entire shopping trip without any attempts at an escape. I was so proud of my “little”, I was beaming! After all, he’s a newbie to “3”, so I had high hopes he’d outgrown his famous escapes. I was oh, so wrong!

Heading out of the store, to our ‘bus,’ as he refers to our vehicle, I’m quickly inserting the key into my car door’s lock in an effort to put him safely inside the car while I load our groceries, as is our practice. Before I could get the key all the way into the door’s lock (remote works like a finicky woman), he makes his break from the buggy’s car! Panic began surging through my veins! Now, he’s loose in a busy parking lot! The more I try to lure him to me, the further he darts in the opposite direction. He thought it was a funny game while I’m on the verge of having a coronary. Can anyone else relate? I feel so alone sometimes in my parenting, or lack thereof.

As if God put someone right there to help me in my distraught state, a couple walked by, heading into the store, super close to my escape artist. In tune to my growing panic, they offered their help and I swiftly took advantage of their generous offer! With this couple’s assistance, I was able to corral my son and win him back to our “bus”. He was quickly reprimanded and threatened within an inch of his life to ever even THINK of repeating this in the future. No doubt, I had his attention. The leash was slapped around him and his belt held him tightly within his car seat while I pitched the groceries into the car.

Incidents happen so incredibly fast with our children, making parenting quite challenging at any given moment. I know for me, I’m fervently praying for wisdom as well as God’s angels to surround and protect my busy boy. As fellow Moms, let’s be aware of moments like this with other Mommas in our path and offer to lend a helping hand. Who knows, you may just be the answer to someone’s desperate prayer for help!