Round Two...

As most everyone knows, Cael used to run away all the time. It was super scary. Luckily, he grew out of it, and the last 2ish years have been great. He is such a good little boy. Everyone loves Cael. He makes friends very easily, and knows exactly what he wants (to eat, hair, clothes, etc) Well, he has started it again. This time, he knows exactly what he's doing.

After church on Sundays, both Chet and I have many things to do. The older boys like to help Chet with the chairs and trash and all his things. Most times, one boy will come get the keys from me and they all seem to end up in the Yukon. As I'm leaving, I text Chet to tell him how many boys are left at the church (we have been known to make it home one short) Cael was the only boy missing. A family from the ward came running in the church to let us know Cael was walking home. Our church is just one street in from one of the busiest streets in Gillette, Lakeway. He was to that street and just walking, sick of waiting.Punk!

I was leaving to ride my bike to a friends house about 3/4 of a mile away. The older boys were coming with me, and Cael wanted to join us. I told him that he would have to come with Chet in a few minutes. He was very upset and told me that he could ride his scooter. I said no and left. Chet could not find Cael about 10 min later so he decided to come on down, thinking I took Cael with me. He found Cael one house away from their house, on his scooter, without any shoes. Total Punk!

He has done several more like this. It is downright scary, because he knows exactly what he is doing, and has no fear. He doesn't fear being alone, running out of energy, getting lost, nothing! He just knows what he wants, and GOES. I told him that he cannot just do something like that, that he needed to ask us. He told me, "I did and you said no so I just did it. You should have said yes and then you would know where I was." He is a tough one because no form of punishment seems to effect him. He doesn't mind being alone in his room, if you spank him he just looks at you with big fat tears and doesn't change a thing, you take away something and he just finds something else. He is my smartest, most manipulative, fearless boy. The only thing that seems to work is to take away his dessert at night. He will eat ANYTHING if he likes dessert. Will I survive, and more importantly, will he!