Running away from home

I have had a good day with a whirlwind afternoon. As I was making dinner tonight, I let the kids go out to play, and ride their bikes in the culdesac. I was checking on them every few minutes, and told them they were to stay on our street. I went in to stir the dinner, and get it on the table, and then went out to get them and they were GONE. I called or walked to all the neighbor's houses, we looked at all their normal places (The "hideout" bush around the corner) And they were nowhere to be found. To explain a little at this point, I was near a total break down. The stroller, my 5 year old, my 2 year old, and the 7 year old neighbor girl are all gone. We drove up and down the nearby streets, and drove the mile up to the school. They were no where, and I was on the brink of hysterics. They had now been gone for about an hour (with dinner still cooking on the stove). We were standing on the street talking to our neighbor (who was getting worried, but not as much as me) and trying to decide what we should say to the police about our missing children. Just then they came walking up the road. They had decided to walk to the school to play on the playground. I wanted to kiss them and smack them at the same moment. Spencer is grounded from all things fun for about 5 days (which he thinks is an eternity). I hope they remember next time, or I may just be the one to run away from home!!