On Sunday, we meet aunt Heather and Jamie at Ikea and went to their home for a great visit. Mason was happy I go to the kids area, while Audrey wanted to stay with us. Before checking out, we got Mason. We were pretty hungry, so I sent Bill to line up for a hotdog while the rest of us paid. Mason was supposed to follow Bill to the line up for food, but somehow he didn't and Bill thought he stayed with us. After 3-4 minutes checking out, and reuniting with Bill, he asked where Mason was. "What?? Isn't he with you?". We quickly went back to the checkout area where Jamie spotted Mason's red sweatshirt. He crying, clearly shaken, being held by a nice lady. I exhaled as I felt like the worst parent.
Coincidentally that morning I had a talk with Mason about waiting for us and not walking off by himself. And if he did find himself alone, to find a store employee or policeman or a nice lady (preferably with kids) and ask for help. I didn't expect to put that into practice so soon. Very scary!
Here we are back at Heather and Jamie's house.
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