It's nerve racking. He wants to ride his scooter or bike all the way to the back of the neighborhood, and it's hard to let go. It's hard for him to ride off not knowing exactly what he's doing or if he's okay. It's hard to let him go to the houses of friends whose parents I don't know that well. It's just plain hard all the way around... and don't even get me started about how Madalyn freaks out when he leaves. It's just created all this tension and weirdness at the house. Take for instance today. It's been raining off and on all day, and David still wants to go off on his bike. I said no. So now he's mad at me, and claims that being here at home is boring.
I know it's all just a part of life. I know he's getting older and wanting to expand his horizons. But life seemed a little easier when he was happy to be here in the safety of his home with me where I can monitor what he's doing. Not wandering about the neighborhood, going into the homes of other people, hanging out and socializing on the sidewalk with other boys without any supervision.
What's a Mama to do??? Pray. I guess that's all I can really do.