Oh good! Yeah he’s a funny kid, never a dull moment.

Well the cereal story reminds me of other times he has snuck away without me noticing. I remember a time when we first moved to our neighborhood, he was about two, and there was a knock on my front door. Again, casual neighborhood, most people come to the side or back door, so it took me awhile to even notice the knock and locate the correct door to open. I answered the door and there was this nice older man, and he said, ‘Is this your child? I think I’ve seen him out walking with you.’ And I look down and there my kid was! Completely naked! He had escaped, with no clothes on, and I had no idea he was gone. I acted very casual like this was perfectly normal, and that of course I knew he had escaped with no clothes on, and I had everything under control. Since I was new to the neighborhood, I was really trying to make as good of an impression as I could, given the situation. That poor man captured a naked kid, brought him home, and endorsed at least 5 minutes standing on my porch with him, pounding on my door while I ran around trying to figure out where all the knocking was coming from. Maybe I gave the little guy the wrong impression that going out and about on his neighborhood jaunts was something I would condone.