How many have had their child walk off at the grocery store, mall, or sporting event? It doesnt seem like something that would happen easy, but you turn around and they are gone. Those few minutes to find them are unbelievably painful and seem to last forever.
Thankfully I can say that hasn't ever happened to me but I could see how it could. Can't really say how I would react never being in that situation. Sent from my DROID X2 using Tapatalk
This happened to me on Sunday at the Wisconsin Deer & Turkey Expo. I had sold a number of bags to a customer who had talked to me for quite some time. After packing up his product I went behind our back wall in the booth to restock the shelves. When I came out my son was gone. He had walked out to help carry the bags to the customers car. I was in PANIC mode!!! I had called his phone a number of times and was walking up and down the parking lot looking for him. He finally answered his cell phone on the fourth call. I said wehere are you and when he told me he was helping the customer get his bags to his car I told him to get his ******* *** back in that building RIGHT NOW!!! When I saw him I gave a big hug and then chewed his ***. I let him know every time we go to the shows that he can not walk any where with strangers. I know he was only trying to be helpful, but he did not do what his mother and I have stressed to him and his sister for years. I think he knows the severity of this issue now, and hope I NEVER have to feel that way again.
Glad to hear it was all ok. I never took my kids and never will to those shows till they are older. Sent from my DROID X2 using Tapatalk
I never worried about anyone taking my girls. If they did they would bring them back and run to jail.
Ive had one or two times my son got out of my sight briefly...thats a bad feeling. I hope I or you or anyone has to deal with such a thing.
When i first met my wife i was home watching her daughter. Watching one of her barbie movies while i read the news paper. What my wife didnt tell me was she like to crawl inside the cabinet under the lamp. I paniced for ten minutes looking for her before calling my wife. She laughed. Told me where to look. When i opened the cabinet there she was smiling ear to ear. About a year later i sat reading my paper again........ thought i heard the door open. Walked ariund to find her missing again. Ran outside and she was just sitting on the front porch with a book. She just looked up at me, smiled and said hi daddy. Im gonna die twenty years early for the heart attacks she has given me. Im scared to what my son has in store for me when he gets a bit older.
My son disappeared at church once... a very large church. We had about 20 people looking for him. Finally one of the custodians heard him in one of the bathrooms on the 4th floor. He had an accident and didn't want to come out until he got help. I was so scared. Like I said it was a very large church and there are nuts everywhere.
A friend of mine is a manager at one of the box stores in Jacksonville Florida were he seen a woman damn near kill a man for touching her son with a cast iron skillet. She left her son in the kid zone playing Mario Kart while she went to the restroom. She was gone about 5 minutes when she return a strange man was standing by the kids leaning on them touching them on the shoulders. Thinking he was a parent she just stood by and watched. When he got to her son he reportedly touch her son on his bottom. Her son quickly moved away and put his back to the game isle. By this time she picked up the skillet and started to brain his azz. The guy turned out to pedophile recently released from prison for child molestation.
I've never lost the kids to the point of being panicked. A few times in a store they just took off running and they can dissappear fast when young. I've been lucky. Scary stuff Tom!
I laughed. I have never become separated from my kids, but I can certainly see how it could happen. It only takes a few seconds.
once one of my buddy's girls was riding her bike with training wheels. she is the youngest in the neighborhood so is routinely last and playing catch-up. all the kids (~10, oldest is about 12yrs old) went to park on their bikes. when all the kids came back Jordyn wasnt with them. we just figured she'd be laging behind. waited like 5 minutes and then started to worry. he jumped on his bike i hopped three fences (broke one that i had to pay for repair later) cutting through the neighbors yards on my sprint to the park. he and i got there about the same time only to find her training wheeled bike tipped over near the play equipment. MY HEART SANK INTO MY STOMACH! yelling, calling, damn near in tears i was frantic. he rode back to the house to find out she had walked back and cut thru some yards. meanwhile he must have forgot about me. i had her bike in my hand fighting back tears i was going door to door knocking asking if they'd seen a little girl. i left in a hurry so didnt have my cell on me to answer the adults calling saying that they found her. when the finally found me i was half mile away with the cops (seems someone called saying there was a man looking for a lost girl who was frantic, crying and holding a bike in one hand) easily one of the worst days of my life. pits sweating writing this!!!! now she calls me her little lion=-)
I put my parents through the wringer when I was a child. I was always disappearing at strange times and places. I grew up in Hawaii and once decided to swim out to an anchored raft and ended up exploring the air pockets under the raft for a couple hours. When I finally swam back to shore, there was an army of people looking for me on the beach. My parents were scared out of their minds... My older brother... looked at me and said quietly... "You know you're going to tote a whoopin as soon as dad gets you away from all these people don't you?"
I have become separated from my kids for 10-20 seconds. When you have three kids and go out to shop or what not, they have a tendency to slip off, hide, whatever. It is friggin scary as all heck. If there is one thing that I am extremely vigilant about it is keeping my kids in sight of me at stores and the like. I have nightmares about people trying to hurt my children. When I was 12 I think I gave my parents an early start to their grave. We were in NYC and were on the subway when I thought we were getting off on a certain stop. Well noone else in my family got off the subway with me and I got stranded in NYC all alone. I remember a guy with a red beret asking me if I was ok and then I just backed up into a dark corner, got a key out and put it between my knuckles to hit anyone that might approach. Several minutes later I saw my dad running down the subway line and he found me. I was scared to death and I bet my parents wanted to behead me!
It's only happened to me once and it was only for a minute, but by far the longest minute of my life. My youngest son who was 5 at the time was playing a game with me a Chucky Cheese and his older brother who was 7 asked if he coud have a token to go play another game. I said yes because it was a game two stations down from the one we were at. When we finished I looked over there and he was not there. I immediately swooped up the young one under my arm and I went flying around that whole place and didn't see him. I asked the girl running the door and she said no one had left. Went to the bathroom and he was not there. At this point I was about in tears. Made one last round and found him way back in the corner. We had a little talk and I took all the blame since I let him leave my side. I think I spent the next 5 minutes hugging the crap out of both of them.
The below story is the reason I offer information on safety on this blog maybe just maybe some of my experience would help someone or save someones life. Because I live with this moment of non-action every effing day! I was running late to work as I rode my bike to work. Just as I got in the Hospital the the elevator door opened. and a tech with a baby in her arms stepped out. I stopped and looked at her for a moment then I noticed her go left down the hallway toward the lab. I felt it was odd that a tech would go left toward the lab because the lab ways also going toward the back of the hospital. Because to the right is going toward the front of the hospital as many people would go living with their newborns. Just as I was going to stop her and ask her did she know were she was going. Women in the elevator started yelling for me to get on the elevator because I was holding them up. When I told them it was odd for a person to go to the lab with a baby. One of the women said the baby is probably a hard stick for drawing blood. I told the women I've never seen anybody go toward the back of the hospital with a baby. Several of the women said I ought to mind my own business and go clock in. So to stop from holding up the elevator I went to clock in. I replied to those women all of you are going to feel bad if that child was being stolen. They yelled at me, no one is going to steal a baby, hell you can't even get men to take care of the ones they got. That child has never been seen since. So if my information about helping people or seem like I'm babbling some things are hard to live with. Kamiyah Mobley [video]http://www.google.com/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=web&cd=2&ved=0CDIQFjAB&url=http%3A%2F%2Fjacksonville.com%2Ftu-online%2Fstories%2F071008%2Fmet_302043283.shtml&ei=HHl6T_uxLcbb0QGG5JWMBg&usg=AFQjCNGCYF_tsgkBWN-eBFW-io5lA2zvOg[/video] easily one of the worst days of my life. pits sweating writing this!!!! now she calls me her little lion=-)[/QUOTE]
Wow! Nice thinking, it would be good if every kid knew how to defend themselves one way or another. I personally have never scared my parents by running out of their sight but when i was 6 or so i went into a pool that was unsupervised and almost drowned if an employee didnt see me splashing and trying to grab a breath. My mom has never like me going around water since....
We haven't, but we thought we did. It was a Sunday. My oldest son was 5 at the time. I was upstairs cleaning the kids' bedroom (Vacuuming). It was a warm spring afternoon and we had opened the house. My wife called up to me and asked if I had seen our son. I ran down stairs, looked all over the main floor, ran down stairs, looked all over. Screamed for him at the top of my lungs. Looked in the backyard, he was nowhere to be found. I then went out front and ran up and down the street in a panic at this point. Went back in the house and looked all over again frantically. My wife and I looked at each other and both of us had tears in our eyes. I can't remember why but I went back upstairs. He had crawled in his bunk bed and fell asleep as I was vacuuming! My heart had literally skipped a bunch of beats. Even though we have never lost a child (knock on wood) I know what it feels like!
Isaiah that had to be tough on the ticker! Your going to make a great dad some day! Wow, just wow!! As for myself, hasn't happened to me. Hopefully It never does. I'm scared to leave my daughter's side anywhere while out In public with all the psycho's In this world.
