We were at Lowe's getting some flowers for my mom's place that's having an open house tomorrow. We're in the outside area which is still "in" the store with fences and stuff and we're standing in line. I turn to my mom say "got him?" and she says yeah. I walk off to find out a price on a plant and turn back around tell her and then walk back to the cart. I get there and I look around and go "Mom where's Gabe?" Super calm figuring he's on the other side of the cart where I can't see.
She whirls around and says "uhh" So I holler his name still thinking he's probably right there and get NO answer. So first I run out into the lot afraid he's in the parking lot with the cars and yell. You can hear the panic in my voice now.
He's not there so I run back into the rows of flowers and start yelling his name and I'm really scared now. I hear someone say "He's here" and a woman had him by the hand. I scooped him up and kissed him, thanked the woman and turned around before I started to tear up.
Oh my God. I was so afraid that he had wandered off. I was just afraid that he was going to get hit by a car. I think I aged about 10 years in 10 seconds today.
He was fine and not scared at all and was smelling flowers crazy kid. Thank God he was okay and thank you to the woman who knew he wasn't where he was supposed to be.