Allison asked how far away grocery store is from my house. It is only two homes away from my neighborhood. You can see the back of the Smiths from my house. It is not that far but the idea of him walking around is crazy. When we asked him what he was doing he said looking for his dad. In his defense when he asked me where dad was I said the store. Still, little heart attack for me.

So today my mischievous Samson asked to go to the park and I told him no and thought he went upstairs. Well he did'nt. Zach asked me about 15 minutes later where Sam was and I had no idea. I thought he was upstairs. Needless to say about 20 minutes later and my first 911 call as a parent, Sam was discovered at the local grocery store by an unknown person and turned him into the customer service counter who bought him some candy and a drink and they also called the police. He was happy as ever until he saw me and my emotional breakdown that followed once I saw him with the officer and not some crazy weirdo. That child has no sense of fear. I am going to have to chain him up so I don't lose him again. I do not ever remember being that afraid in my whole life. The moral of this story is GET GOOD LOCKS ON YOUR DOORS!