I'm happy to say that I have never had the unfortunate experience of having a child wilfully run off on me in public - until the other day. Just another morning of bundling three littlies with me to get a stack of stuff done.
I happened to be at the grocery checkout and decided to take Sam out of the trolley to stand with Katie for a while. After the few minutes it took to pay I looked around for Sam. Katie didn't know where he went - he had disappeared. Panicking, I searched around for him unaware of the checkout girl chasing me with a bag of shopping I had left behind.
After having Katie, who at age 2 was about as outgoing as a mouse and wouldn't walk 2 metres away from me for any amount of chocolate, I expected my son to be the same. It's in the genes, I myself was still holding my mother's skirt at age 6. Though Sam can definitely be clingy he is also a wanderer and will allow himself to be swept up in whatever is happening around him.
I quickly described him to the checkout girl confident no one could miss him in bright yellow. He was found in minutes. No doubt he had followed someone back into the store and had happily found himself in the confectionery aisle. His expression seemed to be a mixture of embarrassment and relief. Kind of the way I felt really.
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