Back home to shower, change, and pack for our trip out of town....Can you say RUSH!!! We are gonna have to figure out this for next year.
Off to my in-laws for TONS OF FOOD. My binge apparently had one last leg (sigh)
Then off to Pine Cove for the holiday weekend. This is a favorite place for our family to be. We grew up going here every year. My Dad would be the featured guest speaker and we'd also get a family vacation out of the deal. Even now, as adults, we love going back and being together as a family.
As the weekend drew to a close, the females in our group decided to take a trip into town while our littles one slept. We left them in the cabin with "Poppy" (their granddad) and took off about 2:30 pm.
At 4:00 pm, my Dad called me and said that the front door to the cabin was open and Sumo, my 3yo wasn't in the house. He checked everywhere and my son wasn't there. Within 15 minutes of his phone call, Sumo was found and returned by the POLICE....he had been gone for TWO HOURS.
From what we can piece together, Sumo must have run out of the room and out of the front door, trying to catch us as we left for shopping. My Dad was in his room with his door open and still didn't hear Sumo leave. The police picked my son up at 3:15pm from some folks who had him for 30 minutes already.
Sumo walked out of the cabin, off of the campgrounds, and onto the main road - a two lane rural road on which vehicles travel fast. He was wearing a diaper....no socks, no shirt, only a diaper. A car passed and he ran out into the road behind the car. The car stopped, picked him up and took him to the nearest house on the road. From there the police were called and the search began to try and find who this kid belonged to. He wasn't taken immediately to the police station b/c this is a small town and he couldn't have come from too many places.
Finally someone was found who knew that the speaker for Pine Cove was my Dad and that he had brought his family with him. The police brought Sumo back to the camp. When I arrived and went into see Sumo he said, "MOMMY, I FOUND YOU"!.
The police said he was a happy kid. They could tell he had been crying b/c there were dried tears on his face but from the time they picked him up...he had been smiling and laughing the whole time.
Later that evening, I asked Sumo why he left the house. He said, "I had to find you Mommy".
Can somebody say JESUS!!!!!!!
We are so grateful. Words cannot describe how thankful I am that we are not still looking for him, that he was no killed on an open country road, that he was not picked up by some evil person, or that he did not drown in the lake less than 100 yards away.
Our son was in a perfectly safe place, with a perfectly safe person, in a perfectly safe area and still found his way into a dangerous situation. It could have been so much worse.
We truly have a great reason to be thankful this holiday. My son is home, safe in his bed, and I have the privilege of being his Momma one more day. My husband has his son, and his siblings have their brother.
If you are reading this....make sure you kiss your babies. When I left my son that afternoon, I didn't know that my kiss to him before his nap would prelude such an event. We just never know what's coming...make every moment count.
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