M has had a very rough couple of days. Lots of time-outs with very few privileges. The past two nights he has gone to bed early partly for discipline and partly to just give me a little break. Tonight is only going slightly better.
M just finished another time-out a few minutes ago. He walked out into the living room, looked at me and stated, "I'm leaving Mom. I'm leaving." I replied, "good." He began to pick up a blanket and dog crate. I reminded him that those things belonged to me and he can't take them with him. He replied, "Oh" and walked away.
Yes, I will probably have a very similar response when he is actually old enough to run away.
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