Just to be with Daddy

When a little girl wants to follow her dad, but her dad has no idea and her mom is fat and pregnant we run into a bit of a problem.  Nate left on his bicycle to go pick up our Suburban from the shop just a couple miles away.  Haley decided she wanted to go with him (unbeknownst to us).  I heard her in the garage, but then I realized it got silient so I went to check on her.  She was nowhere in sight.  I called Nate just to make sure he wasn't on drugs thinking Haley could ride her little 12" wheeled bike with training wheels across town with him.  Of course, he said she wasn't with him.  Now I had to go on the hunt.  I hollered her name.  No reply.  I checked a couple neighbor's houses, but no one was home.  So I was off on foot to find her (since I had no vehicle).  I got about a block away and saw her from afar on one of the busier streets by our house coming back from who knows how far she got, headed to who knows how far the other way!  I yelled her name she stopped, looked at me and took off.... in the opposite direction!  Ugh.  Now I had to run.  I can't run.  The ligaments holding my body together are in shut down mode, but I did it anyway.  It hurt.  It was probably quite the spectical to watch.  There was no way I was going to catch up to her.  Then a miracle.  Nate saw us and drove up in the Suburban.  She thought it would be funny to keep going, but ultimately decided to stop when the daddy duck quacked, quacked, quacked.  She laughed a little then burst into tears.  She knew she wasn't supposed to be doing what she was doing and I think she was getting a little scared before we found her.  As a mother you can't help but think of all the horrible things that could happen if they wander away.  On the bright side, I think she stayed on the sidewalks for the most part.  Hopefully she learned a lesson.... and hopefully it's not the one that she realizes mom can't run very fast right now!