When you were a kid, did you try to run away? How far did ya get?

When I was 7, I got mad at one of my older sisters because she wouldn't let me help her bake a cake. Oh, I was mad! I went to my room that my sister and I shared, grabbed my little yellow suitcase and started packing! A little while later my mom came in and sat on my bed while I was packing and asked if I was really going to leave, did I have enough money? I pulled out my coins that my dad had brought me from his travels. Coins from Mexico, Canada and England...and that's where I was going, in that order!

My mom said, "Well, that's going to be a long trip! Do you want to eat dinner before you go?" I said "No, I really need to get going....what are we having?"  She said fried chicken. Oh, well! I loved me some fried chicken! I thought about it for a WHOLE two seconds!

Yeah, I stayed dinner. I did and to tell you the truth I don't remember unpacking. So, I didn't get very far...at all! But, I love the way my mother handled it!

Did you ever run away? How far did you get?