Lost

I had a scary experience today. I took the kids to Hidden Valley Park since Grandma and Grandpa were at the temple. This week is spring break so we have no other activities going on. The kids were playing and everything was great until I realized I couldn't find Landon. I had some friends there so they watched the girls while I looked for him. It was St Patrick's day so almost every kid was in a green shirt. This did not help. I saw a child who had climbed up to the top of a very big hill behind the park but I called to him and he wouldn't come down, plus Landon had on jeans and this boy had on brown pants. I checked the bathrooms and every place I could think and then started to panic. I just felt like I wanted to cry. My friend Jill came to help me look and I ended up back at the hill. I finally realized the kid with the brown pants was Landon. I was so relieved and felt like my prayers had been answered. One of my biggest fears and worries is that something will happen to my kids. In fact, I think I spend too much time worrying about it but I am grateful I found him and he was OK. I never expected he would wander off and climb up so high because he has never done that before. Next time he disappears, I know where to look.