General Discussion

My son was also one to pull free from my hand and dart. He would laugh because the chase was fun.
He was about two.

Then one time he did it coming out of a restaurant and was two steps from a busy 45mph freeway.

POP! POP! On a still diaper clad behind.

It was probably my jerking him back and the tone of my voice more than anything.

My daughter somehow got out of the house and was running around naked in the rain.
Which would have been fine, and I would have just let the neighbors scowl their uptight scowls.
She was about three.

Thing was it was one of the worst wind and lightning events I have ever experienced locally.

There were two strikes nearly in the yard and a tree fell over into the neighbor's roof.

And this nature child is squealing in delight.



But that was it. One time each.