I remember when my oldest was a wee toddler and managed to disappear in the Woolworths on Granville Street during one of those...'I only turned my back for a second' moments. I frantically went up and down every isle yelling for her like a lunatic, all the time being reassured by the people helping me look, that at least she couldn't have made it outside, as the door is very heavy.
Well after wasting valuable minutes looking IN the store, we decided she HAD to have made her escape. Now I'm in full panic mode. I look up the block and down the block deciding rapidly which way to look first. A large circle of people were up near the corner...so I head that way first. I made my way through the small mob (and even in my panicked state...thought it was odd that the Hare Krishnas had attracted this kind of attention)......
THERE in the center of the attention was my wee one, DANCING UP A STORM to the rhythmic chant of the Krishna mantra. Her 15 minutes of fame came to an abrupt end, and the crowd dispersed. I never wanted to ever feel that level of panic ever again. I contemplated a leash.
