Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Runner

We have a runner. Meghan will take any chance to bolt away. Drives me bonkers.

She ran from me last night when I picked her up. Before I got Sean in the car. And once she starts, she keeps on going. So there I was trying to chase her while holding the baby in his carrier.

Let me tell you, that girl can run fast. I could not catch up with her. So I stopped, told her I was leaving her and started walking back to the car. That's when I heard "I'm coming momma!"

Ugh, I think we need a leash. Or I need a third arm so I can hold her hand, Sean and open the car door at the same time. I'm guessing the leash is easier to come by.

2 Comments:

Sophie said...

oooooo... this is actually one of my greatest fears as a mom. Good for you for a tricky recovery!

Mama Keith said...

My 4 yr old used to do that to me. I have found that if I give her something to carry and tell her to carry it for momma because my hands are full and tell her to stay next to me. I also make her hang onto any part of me, shirt tail, purse, sissy's hand while i am carrying sissy, something so i know she is there because i walk faster than her and feel her tugging to keep up with me. Good luck at finding something that works for you.