Last week at Tristan's soccer game we lost Kate. Somehow in the shuffle of moving our chairs to one field, she wandered off in the direction of another. It was probably only a few minutes, but those few minutes lasted forever.
Worst feeling ever.
And that's all I have to say about that.
Worst feeling ever.
And that's all I have to say about that.
Oh dear... I can only imagine how those few minutes stretched into an eternity for you. My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach even though I knew the end result was good!
ReplyDeleteOn a much happier note, this picture is wonderful of the sisters. :)
Yikes!
ReplyDeleteNO! Truly the worst feeling in the world! The picture is divine, though.
ReplyDeleteKelli, your dad was lost for quite some time when he was a little guy on the square in Comanche (at night.) I remember it well and I wasn't very old, either.
ReplyDeleteThat's a parent's worse nightmare.
AWWWWWW.....scary, scary! Kristin
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