Friday, January 23, 2009
Children's Museum.... Knowing my limits
This past Tuesday I joined my mom at the Children' Museum. We have gone to the museum several times. My mom had Dylan, Nicholas and Alex. I was going to have my other brothers kids come have a play day anyway so why not join my mom at the gateway?!?! I was crazy to take 6 kids with me to the museum but they are great kids and they all play great together. We first played down stairs and after lunch we would go upstairs to do the older kids stuff. So, I lined up all my ducks (Gabi, Mason, Leah, Diego, Mylo and Milli). We had our jackets on and headed out the door to get our drinks and eat our sandwiches. After about a half a block I turned around to make sure all my ducks were still behind me. To my shock one was missing!!!! I freaked out, we ran back to find Diego who was no where to be seen. I was sure he had come out with us. Where did he go? Where was he? Did some crazy person see that I had too many kids to keep track off and just took one? I ran like a chicken with her head cut off. I was running in to the parking garage yelling his name, I was looking high and low, I ran in to stores. People started looking with me and yelling his name. Needless to say I was panicking and in tears. The thoughts running through my head were wild and scary. I finally ran into a store to ask where the police station thing at the mall was and this very nice young man ran with me to try and get help. I ran in there and explained what was happening, what Diego was wearing and gave them all the info I could get out. No sooner do I finish telling them all the info, my cell phone rings and sure enough my mom had Diego in her arms! Thank GOD!!!! I ran out with this young guy hugging me and I hugging him so thankful that all was alright.
What happened was that as we were walking out, Diego got distracted and walked into were all the balls are and stayed to play for a little while longer. Needless to say we just packed up and came home. I was sick to my stomach that night and the stress of the day soon left after I got all the kids safely at home. I have learned my limits. I can watch 6 kids at one time, so long as I am at home and don't go any where. I feel so much love for my children, nieces and nephews. I cannot explain it. I am eternally grateful that it was just a scare. Still the kids had a great time and the first thing Diego said to his mom when he got home was "I got losted"... I hope I haven't traumatized his life for ever. :)
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Oh, I am so sorry that happened. I hate that feeling when a child is lost. This post made me cry. I felt so bad for you.I'm sorry you had to go through that. I'm glad it all turned out ok.
Scary! Even at home, you have to be careful! When my Liam was about 2, he wandered out of the backyard when we had friends over. When we realized he was gone, we SEARCHED everywhere. Long story short...while we were outside searching up and down the street, a cop drove by, we flagged him down, and first thing he said to us was, "are you missing a little boy?" He had got a call from some nice Verizon van driver who found him down the street and around the corner, trying to go between houses. SCARY!!! Glad both our stories turned out okay.
I felt so bad for you as I was reading. I was about to cry. I glad that everything turned out ok. I always feel very thankful that it is like someone is always looking out for us and things end up turning out o.k or not as bad as it could have been. Love you!
Wow what a scary experience. I think you are super brave to attempt going anywhere with 6 kids! How do people do it when they have that many? well maybe they have older ones who help or something. Im glad everything turned out o.k.
Lau, you are the cutest aunt ever. I can't believe you are worried about Diego. It sounds like you are more likely the one scarred for life. He, I am sure has long forgotten about it. Thank you so much for taking my munchkins. I really enjoyed my break, but next time I think I will come with you. Ha Ha.
Oh my heck! Dylan told me Diego got lost, but I didn't understand what that meant. So scary. Just having Anthony with my two puts me in super alert mode. It's a lot to take care of that many kids when you're not at home. They just all want to go in different directions. I'm glad he got "founded" :)
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