Your right, I always wonder if I come back to a bunch of edits!
OMG, I totally remember my BF back in K-2nd. His name was Bruce (like my DH) and we were tight. We'd slip out of the school buiilding, anf run to the creek a block away, where we'd look for frog eggs as often as possible. Poor Mrs. Koon and Mrs. Browning totally had to come get us not weekly, but daily. We'l literally crawl to the hall (open floorplan school) and then walk to the door, and just leave. If my dids did that, we'd so have issues.