So I woke up this morning and when I walked past the Kiddo’s room…No Kiddo. Ok, ok sometimes she gets up before me (it was before 8am so I doubted it, but whatever…it could happen) so I called out to her and nothing. Silence! I got a stab in my stomach and called her a bit louder. My niece ran away a few weeks ago so I got a bit panicked (not that I think she would run away, but they didn’t think so either). I have a hurt leg so I couldn’t rocket down the steps (damn crutches)…I yelled to Honey and got down as fast as I possibly could. When I came into the living room there she was passed out in Honey’s chair (of course I couldn’t see that until I rounded the corner into the living room). I breathed a sigh of relief and put my heart back into my chest. Then I woke her and asked what she was doing there. But I have no been so afraid in my life. I gave her the biggest hug in the world.

I’m not sure why I got so scared, but it really rattled my cage and started my Monday off with a fright!