I was running behind schedule. I cleaned all my children and I needed a 10 minute shower to myself. I closed the bathroom door, took a shower and got dressed. Came out and started talking to Matthew. Checked on the baby. Put some things together to run to the store. Realized I had no idea where Zoey was.
Zoey?
Walked around, looked downstairs...
Zoey?
Climbing the stairs...
ZOEY?
Running quickly through the bedrooms...
ZOEY!
Ran back downstairs, checked the locks on the doors. All locked. She has to be in here...
ZOEY!!
Checked under beds, in the garage...
Found her in the upstairs closet. Asleep. Wet cheeks from tears. She loves to close doors, but can't open them yet.
Scared me to death.
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