Tuesday, December 08, 2009
So this one time, I went to the grocery store and I lost my coupons. I realized it when I got up to the cash register. I didn't know if it would be dumb to try and go find my coupon file or not. I got pretty teary eyed, I won't lie. But the next day, I called the store and some kind soul had turned it into lost and found and got my coupons back. Great story, yes?
Now imagine that story but replace "coupons" with "daughter."
And "teary eyed" with "hysterical."
However, I did not have to wait until the next day when someone turned her into lost and found to get her back.
See, I have one of those kids that likes to run away and hide in stores. She does it LOTS. And most of the time, it's fine because she either runs two feet away from me or her dad is with us. But today, it got slightly out of hand. It was just her and me at Target. She started to dart away (because HEAVEN FORBID she stay in a cart without climbing out of it!) and within ten seconds, she was gone. Like gone gone.
I was walking ALL OVER yelling her name, and getting more and more hysterical. About the time I was going to totally lose it, a worker said, "Did you lose your kid? What does she look like? What is she wearing?" And, literally, within 10 seconds EVERY TARGET WORKER was looking for Kendall. (I apologize if you were shopping there today...). The "Code Yellow" was announced over the loud speaker. If you have to lose a kid, you want it to be at Target. They have a system down. I give them serious props. The manager told me to go to guest services (ok, do you see how long this story is getting? Kendall was missing THE WHOLE TIME) and wait and they would bring her to me. I said no way! I had to look for her! At this point, I had visions of news anchors saying, "heartbreaking" and Oprah talking to me on satellite about the time I let my daughter out of the shopping cart and she disappeared forever.
She finally convinced me to go and as I was walking over there, I heard someone yell from across the store, "I found her!"
The nice woman who found her brought her to me. Kendall was hiding in some pajamas and had a big ole grin on her face.
When I told Colin he laughed and laughed. Today, I'm buying this and this. Merry Christmas, Kendall. Santa is bringing you a leash.