On Tuesday Dallas and I had quite the scare.
Dallas was in Grandma Kaiserman's backyard repairing her fence, I was inside playing a game of Scrabble, and Will and Scooter were in and out playing. I would check on Will when he was outside when it wasn't my turn.
However, in the space of about 3 minutes, Will and Scooter all but vanished.
We looked everyplace close. I hopped in my car and drove around. Dallas and Grandma K. were on foot searching in back yards. Neighbors were out looking as well when they heard us calling for him.
We couldn't find him.
It was the longest 20 minutes I have ever experienced.
Then Grandpa Kaiserman drove up to the top of the street and saw our little boy by a canal being held by a couple that was out walking, and they were talking to a police officer. He called Dallas and we were up to get him in a flash.
In just a few minutes Will had ended up three blocks away. I couldn't believe how far he had gone so quickly. I hugged him on the ground sobbing while Dallas filled out the police report. Will had no idea what was going on; all he could say was "Mom, Scootie ran away!"
Now those "Hold on to Dear Life" commercials mean even more when they say, "Don't just be there, be aware." I'm so glad he was okay.
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