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Robert looked around the living room. Mummy was asleep on the couch, Daddy wasn’t home and his nanny was not in the room. He was a big boy, he could manage himself.
So, he hopped off the couch as quickly as gracefully as his little legs could take him and toddled through the house. His legs waddled with every step and every once in a while the three-year-old would fall to the floor.
He was able to sneak past the maid, and his nanny was still MIA, and he climbed down the stairs the way any toddler would. And then, the door was in sight.
The door took a lot of strength and a fair amount of grunting until he jimmied it open and he was able to slip out. The Australian air was warm, and he scrunched his nose up at the sky with a giggle.
Maybe he could see the dolphins! He waddled as fast as he could to the ocean, where he could see birds flying and parents with their kids. He was alone though, Nanny Joan normally took him, but Nanny Joan wasn’t there today and mean Nanny Amelia was there.
Robert watched the ocean, frowning at the lack of dolphins before continuing to walk the beach until the sky started to go dark and he heard running towards him. “Robert! Robert !” He turned around at the sound of his name being called.
Why was Nanny Amelia there with Daddy? He wasn’t far from home, the manor would be right there. He looked around, no manor, no porch, no lights, just Nanny Amelia and Daddy running towards him.
That was when he began to cry, fat, wet, tears, coming out in screams and hiccups and Nanny Amelia was picking him up and putting him on her hip, scolding him with a light smack to the head. “You can not do that! You know you scared your parents half to death!”
They were home, and Nanny Amelia left for the night. Mummy was still asleep on the couch, more bottles next to her. Daddy took him into the study. The bruises he received that night covered his arms and one on his cheek.
He made the first rule for himself.
Stay on the grounds.