My Little Gavin

We had a little scare with Gavin this week. Well, I guess "a little scare" is an understatement, however. Gavin had gotten up a little later, so he was still in his jammies and in the playroom. Justin and Brandon already went off to school, Gavin was upset since he didn't see his brother's off to school that morning. I went upstairs to get him his clothes, but I got side-tracked, came down stairs without his cloths. He was sitting at the kitchen table playing with his cars. I then went back upstairs to get his cloths (again), I came downstairs and he was gone from the kitchen! I figured he was in the playroom, nothing, I looked under the desk, the bathroom shower, my room, the pantry, etc...I ran upstairs frantic at this point yelling his name out. Nothing! He was not upstairs anywhere either. I called 911! I took Nicholas and ran outside, screaming his name outside down the road - nothing. My neighbor helped me look by the lagoon edge - nothing. I called John, who was up in Carteret, and he flew down the parkway to get here. I called Jeanette and she was out the door in a flash heading over here!

Meanwhile, as I hear the sirens approaching, I staring out the front door to wait for the police, and I hear a little voice behind me, "I hiding." I said, "OMG Gavin where were you?" "He said I hiding in the crawlspace!" I scooped him up and ran outside to the police - which were five police cars! I ran down the driveway, saying I got him! Everyone was relieved! They asked if he was ok and if I was ok! I said, he's fine, I might need help at this point! I felt bad that they had to come out and I kept thanking them, but it was better to be safe than sorry! I owe the Brick police a big thank you!

Now our mission is to get a door alarm for the doors!