This kid is going to give me gray hair AND ULCERS!

Yesterday afternoon Allen was in the bathroom and I was doing something with Makily.

Allen came out of the bathroom and said "Where is Jakob?"

I say I think he's in his room. Allen looks and Jakob is not there. We both call his name a couple of times.

No answer.

We start looking through the house, calmly at first....then once we kept running into each other realizing the other had not found him well we both got more panicked.

I checked the back door, it was locked and latched and he can't reach the latch so I knew he had not gone out the back door.

The front door was NOT latched or locked. I thought for sure I would have heard him open it had he gone out it but at this point I'm in such a panic I'm not sure.

What made matters worse is that we were getting ready to take him outside and so when we told him that he stripped down naked because we had to change his clothes.

I run outside to look in the van and the car. Allen comes running from the back yard and Jakob was not there either.

Now I am in full out panic attack mode. The thoughts racing through my head were terrible. First I thought DEAR GOD, somehow he got out of the house BUTT NAKED and is walking the street. Someone HAD to have picked him up. DCF is totally going to take both of my kids because I SUCK so much as a mother my four year old got out of the house, naked without my even noticing.

Then I thought what if someone with not so good intentions picked him up.

That thought sent me running through the house, screaming his name and hyperventilating.

At this point I'm thinking I should call the police. What will I tell them? My NAKED, four year old just VANISHED right out of my house?

RIGHT.

Who's going to believe that?

I DON'T even believe that.

I've now turned into Casey Anthony.

sigh.

I honestly thought okay I can't say he just disappeared no one will ever believe that, maybe I should make up a story?

Then I realized how easy it would be to be a parent that got caught up in this sort of scenario or situation. Allen and I truly had done nothing wrong but in my desperation and fear I WAS READY TO DO ANYTHING TO FIND JAKOB AND KEEP ALLEN AND I BOTH OUT OF PRISON!

WOW

Then like a light switch almost I KNEW where he was. I slowly walked back into Makily's room. We had searched there already but I knew....I JUST knew where he was.

I knelt down on the floor and looked under Makily's HUGE sleep safe bed and there he was hiding under it in the corner.

I was relieved AND INFURIATED at the same time.

I just looked at Allen and said "He's under the *#@$** bed, you should handle this."

This kid, he's gonna make me gray and give me ulcers.

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Comment by Glenda Truesdell on March 5, 2012 at 11:56am: This made me laugh so much reminded me of my son, it was 20 years ago. My son was just learning how to clime out of his crib and I awoke this one morning and went into his room because I did not hear him playing and guess what no Kyle. I looked in every corner of his room, the bathroom all over the house. I thought to myself he is way to small to reach the door nob, but where else was I going to look. I looked in back yard in his little play ground no where to be found. I went back into house going to call cops thinking someone has stolen my son,and I hear somthing from the kitchen, but I see nothing, I lison some more and then I here my pots and pans moving around. He was inside my kitchen counter he feel asleep playing with the pots and pans.

Comment by Tracy Lynn on March 1, 2012 at 9:58am: Dear Patricia

I had to laugh at your post. I have four girls with the youngest being 2-1/2 yrs and she is a ham compared to my other kids when they were that age. I don't know if I was just clueless back then or wiser with age when it comes to the dangers that kids can find themselves in. And, of course DCF would be looking at me as the parent with those ever so judgmental eyes for answers as to why and how. I hate it when I have to take one of my kids to the doctor and they are all bruised up and down their legs (they are little tom boys). I think to myself, “all for sure this time the doctor is going to call DCF look at this kids legs” (omg). Got to go my toddler is feeding the dog crayons. Later…….

Tracy

Comment by Patricia Tillis Caldwell on January 7, 2012 at 10:21am: Chris, I will be writing a book one day. I have blogged since 2005 so all those entries will help me because honestly my memory stinks and I went through my blog the other day and found entries I had totally forgotten about. So yes definitely one day.....

Comment by Chris Wagner on January 7, 2012 at 9:46am: Never a Casey Anthony but you did make me laugh also! You ARE writing a book on all these (mis)adventures, right?!

Comment by Rowan's~mommy on January 6, 2012 at 10:28am: :-) i was laughing through this whole thing!! you have a way with words!! Why does he like hidding under her bed? Is he just playing hide and seek or does he not like being naked and hides?

I am constantly asking my husband, "what's rowan doing??" when i leave the room to go do something. I have to make sure we know where he is, mostley because he will make a huge mess in a split second! haha