I spent a lot of time yesterday making vinyls for our store in Canada. I was busy in the basement, Tate had gone over to his friends to play and McCall was asleep. That left Gage and I. He was puttering around playing with Legos and Tinkertoys building all sorts of swords and guns. I asked him to take care of his blankets before they got all dirty from being left on the floor. So he left to go upstairs with his blankets. Ten minutes later when I had not heard from him, I started to call him. I called and called but no answer. I figured, I better go check on what he is up to, silence is always an issue when it comes to that child!
I grabbed McCall and went upstairs, almost tripping on the blankets he had left on the stairs. I called and called again, but no answer! I was starting to get worried at this point so I checked all the doors, they were all still locked so I knew he hadn't escaped the confines of our home. But I still couldn't find him. I searched every room, under beds, in closets, cupboards and bath tubs, all the while screaming his name by now. Still no Gage. I ran to get the phone to call, well I don't know who I was going to call...it was then I remembered the blankets on the stairs.
I ran back to the blankets, that I had stepped over in fear of tripping, picked them up and there he was, the little angel, fast asleep! What a relief, I was so glad to find him and even happier that he was taking a much needed nap. I am going to have to keep better tabs on that one!
Salt Lake City With the Curtis'
1 year ago