Kids—You can’t live with ’em; you can’t leave ’em by the side of the road

 If you can believe that two people never argued save for one time, we were the couple. And the disagreement was over long hair … on our son … who then ran away. Ah teens. “No biggie,” I said. “George Washington had a ponytail.” Bud was a former Air Force pilot, Strategic Air Command. Clothes hung military style in our now civilian closet. Conflict. Grief stricken, he drove everywhere in search of the missing son and found him at a friend’s home. Not long after, the friend’s parents divorced, the tiny blip our our happy home forgotten. But not by the errant son. Two years later, he said goodbye to his little sister and left. “Call the cops,” my crazed husband said. “No. When he’s ready, he’ll return.” And two weeks later a letter came postmarked Germany where he apologized and told us he’d return before long. Kids-you can’t live with ’em; you can’t leave ’em by the side of the road.

What’s your take?

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4 thoughts on “Kids—You can’t live with ’em; you can’t leave ’em by the side of the road

  1. I can’t stop laughing over the title for this post, hysterical!
    I love, adore and love even more my kids, but I still can’t forget a phrase a friend of mine once used – “Children are a sexually transmitted condition.”
    Great post. a lot of welcomed humor.
    ~Chelle
    http://ChelleCordero.com

  2. Hey, when mine ran off, she ran all the way to Bangkok! Fortunately, 4 years later, she’s a successful model and actress, getting ready to graduate community college with a nearly straight A average, and headed to Cal State Fullerton and their exclusive Theatre Program in the fall. Kids. Perhaps more of them should take to the road.

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