LOST BOY ?

That little knucklehead probably took a few years off his mom's life!

I'm thinking that must be a pretty nice place to live though -- where a kid can ride around on the bus all day and be fine.

It reminds me of an incident when my son was perhaps three. I headed off to work that morning, leaving my wife and him asleep, so I thought. About ten minutes later, I came back, because I had forgotten something. I discovered the door no longer locked and my son missing. My wife remained asleep. After determining that he had moved a chair by the door and turned the deadblot himself, I ran out the door, without even bothering to wake my wife. It was a mistake, because she could have went in the opposite direction. A store clerk told me he had tried to hold him until his parents came, but he bolted out the door. After running out of leads, I headed home, wracking my brain as to what to try next. As I wrestled with the question whether to call the police, the phone rang. The last daycare we had put him in was calling to inform us our son had arrived at their door.