Well it finally happened, we couldn't find the little man.
Last night as I was cooking dinner my wife was playing with our son, at least I thought. Until she walked into the kitchen and asked me where our son was.
I said I thought he was with you, she said, she thought he was with me.
The search was on, main floor, clear. No sign of him.
He couldn't have gone downstairs as the gate is closed.
He didn't go outside.
He must be upstairs, but at first glance the upstairs is all clear.
Upon further investigation, he is hiding by the bed! Ah ha!
He did a great job hiding and being very secretive and quite.
But the joke was on us as for a second there my heart skipped a beat.
3 comments:
Wow that would be scary.
Harrison wandered off at the Nebraska Furniture mart a few years ago while we were mezmerized by all the new TVs.. We turned around and he was gone, no where to be seen There is an instance of terror that goes through you.. I immediately ran to the guard and asked her to block the entrances.. Luckily a nice clerk had found him crying and brought him over to use.. I can relate to this blog...
Yeah, Carson's done that before at home. He can get behind the couch in pretty short order.
It makes your heart skip a beat...
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