When my friend took her well-behaved older son, her younger one-year-old son who hadn't started walking and absentdaughter, also one, to the park, she unstrapped the two littles from the double buggy and absentdaughter simply streaked accoss the entire length of the park, hurtled into the scented garden and jumped straight in the pond. My poor friend had to strap little one back in the buggy and charge after her with the older boy breathlessly hanging on to the handle of the buggy. Absentdaughter was also the one who fell into her Christmas tree and emerged full of prickles.
You can never tell what they are going to do next, Well done with your rescue jingl.