run run run run runaway

(name THAT song)

So Mason tried to run away from home *again* today. It's like he's so upset at me he can't stand to stick around. Like last time, he put on this shoes and bolted out the door. This time he decided he'd take his bike, which was wedged and stuck under the stroller. Without saying anything, I walked over and moved the stroller. He still got mad at my interference. Mason peddled to the end of the driveway where he noticed his tire was flat. Then the neighbor ladies came over and started bugging him. He put his head on the handle bars and just cried. Again, without saying anything, I picked him up and took him inside. Within minutes he was cheerful again and asking why corn dogs are called corn dogs when they don't have corn or dogs in them.

I don't know what to do about this strange running away behavior. The first time it happened he ran outside, took a lap around the yard, and then ended up on the porch with his face in his hands. I feel like I need to keep an eye on him, make sure he doesn't go too far, but to not really interfere. I know that sometimes I feel like I need to run off some extra emotions. Perhaps he does too.