25 minutes

I had the scariest 25 minutes of my life today. Matthew is in Dallas and the kids and I were out this morning and got home around noon and I hit the garage closed as we walked in. We were all upstairs in Evie's room. Mason was in there and then walked out while I was changing her clothes. It was 12:39 (I know because I had just sent a text and that was the last time I saw Mason). I start calling Mason's name and he didn't come. I figured he was hiding so I looked all upstairs, then went downstairs to his normal hiding spots and I couldn't find him. All the doors were locked so I knew he wasn't outside. I went to look in garage and the garage door hadn't closed earlier, so I look in the yard and still no Mason. This is when I start to panic a little. I call Matthew and he stays on the phone with me while I keep calling his name. I looked in every bathroom, closet, room 2 or 3 times and still it was quiet. Matthew told me to call 911 so I did. It was 12:57 when I called them. The dispatcher starts asking me questions like, when was the last time I saw him, what was he wearing, what color hair, etc. That really freaked me out because I was picturing an Amber Alert like you see on the news with all the info like that. The woman was very nice and sent an officer to our house. I got off the phone with her and called Matthew again. I went to the upstairs bathroom and looked again and sure enough there was my baby! He was hiding in between the shower curtain and the plastic curtain. Each time I had looked in there, I had just pulled both curtains and saw the empty tub. I have no idea how he stayed so still and quiet for that long. It was 1:04 when I called 911 back to tell them I found Mason.
Mason had no idea why I was so upset. He was wiping my tears and asking why I was crying. I still can't believe he hid for that long! When we play hide and seek, the longest he has ever stayed hidden was maybe a minute or so. While I was looking for him I was even saying I would give him ice cream, cookies and candy if he would come out. And he still didn't come out! That is so not like him! I think knowing that the garage was open scared me more than anything. If it had been closed, there would have been no way he could have been outside and I would have known for sure he was inside somewhere.
Needless to say I am exhausted! It felt like he was missing for an hour. My head was spinning with all of the bad things that could have happened to him. I had a little talk with him so I hope he NEVER pulls something like that again!