The worst feeling

is when you lose your child. That's what happened yesterday. I went to get the kids from school. Kyle, Kade and I were waiting in our usual spot for the girls. It was taking an unusually long time. We headed toward the playground and ran into Brooke and her teacher. Brooke said Lauren never came to get her. We went to the office, they paged her, we went out to the car and back, still no Lauren. The office called the principal, they wanted to know what she was wearing. Mrs. Evans was looking and sent her kids around the school to help. I was beside myself. I was trying to keep my cool. Brooke was no help...she kept saying "I'm so worried, what if someone took my best friend, what if she is dead, what if someone killed her, I will be so sad if I never see her again..." on and on and on. Finally after it felt like forever, here comes Lauren around the corner. Such relief I felt. She was upset and scared herself. She did not hear the pages. She went to the back of the school when Brooke's class was not coming. She thought she would meet her back there since it was taking so long. When they never came out, she came out onto the playground and no one was there. She was afraid so she headed toward the kindergarten area. Poor thing was trying to be responsible and did what she thought was best. We had a long talk about what to do from now on. I met her and Brooke on the playground today....may do this for another week or so until they get the hang of things again.