When you want to go someplace...

My two-year-old cousin scared us one summer by disappearing during our lakeside vacation. More than a dozen relatives searched the forest and shoreline, and everyone was relieved when we found Matthew playing calmly in the woods.

"Listen to me!" his mother said sharply, "From now on when you want to go someplace, you tell Mommy first, okay?"

Matthew thought about that for a moment and said: "Okay, Disney World."