Every parents’ worst nightmare!
As a parent, what is the single worst thing that you can imagine? The answer is very simple; that your child disappears without a trace. Imagine the panic you’d go through, the fear, the disbelief.
Well, tonight we went through just that.
We took our children to bed just after 7:30 this evening, just as we do every evening, and went down stairs after going through the putting to bed rituals – a bit of a chat and then the “Kiss Gun”… don’t ask, that’s just something I did many years ago with Mana when she was feeling a little sad and it kind of stuck. Now the pair of them cannot go to sleep with out it and as time carries on, the “kiss gun” gets more and more elaborate. It takes quite a while to complete now, especially as I have to do it twice, once for each kid.
About an hour later, Ines went up stairs to get something and had to pass their room. Naturally she glanced in and noticed Alex was no longer in his bed.
Brown Alert kicked in.
Where the hell was he? Could he have got out, did someone somehow manage to get in and take him without us noticing? No, that’s just ridiculous! But thoughts of Madeleine McCann and April Jones sprung to mind as they are high-profile cases of missing children here in the UK.
I could see Ines tremble with fear, but I told her not to panic, easier said than done I know, but we needed to focus and keep our minds clear. He had to be here somewhere – there’s no way he could have wandered off, the front door is locked and to get out the back door, he’d have had to have walked past us – which he didn’t.
Check everywhere. Ines checked the top bunk. Nothing. I did too. Also nothing. In the bathroom next door, the bath. Not there. Our bedroom. No, the room was completely empty and the windows were shut tightly as they always are at that time of day. The top level of the house above? Again nothing and besides, it’s pitch black up there and he’s scared of the dark, so there’s no way he’d even entertain going up a further level with no lights on.
He wasn’t down stairs at ground level, so very bluntly, where the fuck was our little boy? It was just like he’d disappeared into thin air… which we all know is impossible.
Logically then, he had to still be in the house somewhere. Check again.
Little sod! There he is.
See that teddy in between him and Mana? Well with that and another large teddy pillow that he’d pulled up on top of himself, he was completely concealed and it looked like Mana was in there all alone. Thank goodness. HUGE sigh of relief ensued and slowly the colour returned to Ines’ face.
I tell you this for nothing, all the horrible thoughts of the different scenarios that run through your head in a situation like this are just not nice, you immediately begin to suspect the worst. I’m very thankful that I can keep a cool, logical head in these situations, though goodness knows how I’d have reacted if he really had gone. It’s something best not thought about too much.
I’m only writing about this so that in the years to come, my son can see what he was like as a kid – same goes for Mana. Listen kids, I love you, but my hair is turning white and I’m fairly certain a heart attack will get me quite soon.
By the way, see how Mana is sucking her index finger in the picture above… Well that’s her logical response to me telling her not to suck her thumb at night. I can’t complain, she has painted me into a corner and beaten me with a child-like logic… she’s doing exactly as I told her – she’s not sucking her thumb!
Children, you’ve got to love ‘em. But not in the Jimmy Saville way.