The neighbors thought she was hurt!

Well. .. here is another of those Taylor stories.  Last night my neighbor and I went on a walk to the park.  I let Taylor take her little bike and ride along with us.  This is where the story starts.  She rode ahead of us because everything is a race!  She rode so far ahead of us I could barely see her.  I asked her to stop. .. I yelled for her to stop!  I yelled again!  She didn't listen.  Now, if you know me. .. I am not a quiet person. It is not like when I yell, she won't hear me.  It was blatant disregard.   So, of course that irritates me more, so I run down the street and get her "attention". I tell her that she needs to quit ignoring me and stay in view or she will get her bike taken away. I say, "let's cross the street quickly and get to the other side so cars don't get us."  What does she do?  She rides her bike down the middle of the street as I say and then begin to yell, " Get out of the street!  Go to the sidewalk!"  Over. .  ..and . .. .over again!  Finally, as I walk up to her and grab the handle bars she goes to the sidewalk.   We begin our trek to the park.  Taylor listens and when we get to the park she plays and listens.  Funny how she suddenly has her hearing back! 

Okay. .. time to leave!  I let Taylor know it is time to go.  My neighbor is putting her baby in the stroller and Taylor takes off down the sidewalk. I say, "stay in view. .don't go to far."  As I begin to walk down the sidewalk Taylor looks back at me and disappears around the corner of the walkway. I again yell, "STOP! You have gone to far, mommy can't see you."  Not upset at this point because I figure she will come back or wait.  NOTHING!  I yell again. .and again. .. she doesn't "hear" me.  I get to where Taylor is and tell her that she has lost her bike because she did not listen.  Now. .. the story gets good!  She screams and yells.  I'm not talking for a second.  I am talking the entire way home.  The neighborhood is looking out their windows and doorways wondering who just beat their kid.  The entire time Taylor is yelling, " I want my bike back . .I will be good." I, of course, dont' give it back because I have to follow through.  I ask her to stop yelling. .. nope. .. again. .. nope.  She gets a swat. .. .nope!  So, I have to just walk ahead of her gritting my teeth.  When I approach my house, the neighbors on the other side of the street run out and ask if Taylor is okay.  They tell me that they could hear her all the way down the street! I am mortified!  I tell them that she is just having a melt down because I took her bike. 


Oh MY GOSH!!  I wanted to leave my kid on the side of the road and run away!