After a really nice brunch at a café in Currumbin, Tracie and I experienced every parent’s worst nightmare. Tracie had gone left to look in an art gallery while I was going right to take the kids for a walk along the foreshore. I was carrying Imogen and looked down to see that she had no sandals on and thought we must have left them at the table. I asked the boys to follow me and turned around and walked back to our table. The shoes were not at the table so I followed Tracie to the gallery. Sure enough she had the shoes with her and the boys walked passed me to look at the paintings with Tracie. Imogen and I stayed out the front looking at stuff in the window, through the sculptures and displays I could see Tracie and the boys walking around.
About 10 minutes later Tracie came out side with Porter and asked me where Lachie was? My heart skipped a few beats, “Isn’t he with you?” Only Porter had followed me when I had turned around, Lachie must have been playing games on his Ipod and kept walking. Because I was holding Imogen I didn’t realise that only one boy had followed me back and walked into the gallery.
We ran back to the spot where I had turned around but he was nowhere to be seen. I started to feel really sick and the look on Tracie’s face was one of terror. We spread out, running up and down the road yelling out for him. After a few minutes (of the worst panic of my life) I finally saw him about 50m down the road walking towards me next to a couple of men. I ran down to him after yelling out to Tracie that I could see him. Man I was so relieved. He said he was playing his game and when he got to the corner he looked up and we weren’t there. He started to cry and the two guys walked past and asked him if he knew where we were. He had no idea where we had gone and he did not know our mobile numbers. He knew where we had parked the car so they had walked him down to see if we were there, when we weren’t they decided to walk back. Thank god the two guys were good guys, it could so easily have turned out to be a tragedy. Give your kids a hug, I haven’t stopped hugging Lachie since last Saturday.
Our Beautiful Lachie B Bear
Cheers Tony
