I'm not a plane

 On Friday, my sister brought her kids over to play after Maddie got out of school.  We all decided to walk to the park at the end of my street and play.  It was as hot as can be and all the kids quickly developed rosy red cheeks with sweat dripping down their little faces.  I felt like I was bombarded with requests constantly for more water. 

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After we had been at the park for approximately 20 minutes, Maddie requested to run home for "something."  Normally I would have immediately said no, but somehow I felt bad because she is now five years old and I can actually watch her the whole way to our house from the sidewalk by the park.  She was quite pleased that for once I said yes on such a big girl task.  She happily sailed away on her scooter as if the world was at her little fingertips.

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Now, everytime I allow Maddie to do anything remotely "grown up", Robby jumps right on that bandwagon and thinks he needs to follow suit. As soon as she headed down the street, Robby miraculously quit his busy play in the sand with his trucks and grabbed his bike to also "go home for a feeewww minutes Mom."  I wasn't about to let my three year old take off down the street by himself so of course told him no.  He was quite upset about this and pouted for awhile.  Then as soon as my back was turned I caught him hop on his bike out of the corner of my eye and take off down one of the walk way paths to head back home.  I took off running full speed to catch up with him.  For once I was grateful that I do run because I was able to overtake him and accidentally tipped him off his bike while I attempted to stop his escape.  I felt badly when he blamed me for pushing him off his bicycle, but also pointed out that he had deliberately disobeyed Mommy. {Good thing there were no injuries from this)
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When I had finally calmed him down I said "Now you can't just take off without Mommy with you."  To which he replied "Mom, I'm not a plane."  I was quite confused by this until he said "I am not buzz lightyear either.....I can't fly".  I started busting up laughing.  One minute before I was as angry as can be at having to run full speed to catch up with him, but it was quickly replaced by amusement of his literal interpretation on a phrase.
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After Maddie finally returned from the house, her and Robby had a great time riding around the park along the pathway.  It was cute to see them chasing each other and laughing as they "raced".