Strawberry Festival

Malaya got lost at the Strawberry Festival. She ran to one of the swingsets without us seeing her. Of course we were scared to death, but she had no idea that she was lost. She was more concerned about fitting into the treehouse with the 15 other kids in there. When we found her, I explained that we didn't know where she was and that she needs to tell us before she goes anywhere.
She just said "okay". A few days later the neighbor boys came over and asked Malaya to come play at their house. She had played there once before without me and had a good time. (I was a nervous wreck the whole time and watching the clock.) So I figured she could go over for 20 minutes again. Well, a few minutes later Malaya comes home crying. I asked her what happened, why was she crying. She said, "I was LOST!" Oh, my poor baby. She learned the lesson, but not quite.