Lost and Found!

This afternoon I took Kate on a walk while Jack rode his bike. He was pretty far ahead of me most of the time, but I could always see him. However, as I rounded the corner I could no longer see him. I started walking faster calling his name and he was no where in site. I finally reach home where I see his bike and helmet on the driveway and still no Jack. I'm screaming his name and starting to loose it. I called 911 and experienced the awful reality of describing Jack's appearance. The neighbor came out after hearing me screaming and crying and saw a glimpse of Jack down on the other end of the street. As Jack and I were reunited the cops showed up and Jack's eyes were as big as saucers. I don't think he ever thought I'd call the cops. He said he was trying to get home fast because he had to go to the bathroom, but he couldn't find me so he went walking. All is well now... Praise God!