Pip vanished yesterday–I prepared a tea party for her and Tabi and when the tea was ready, I called Pip and asked Tabs to go and get her (I’d left her watching Lion King). Tabs appeared saying she could not find Pip–unusual as Pip is the kind of a girl who would never miss a tea party and a chance for snacks. I searched the entire upper floor–closets, under beds, everywhere. No Pip. I ran down stairs and searched the entire lower foor. Nothing. I got Tabs, Mist and Mist’s friend Maddi to keep searching the entire house as I searched our yard. NO sign of Pip. My voice was hoarse from yeling her name. At this point I realized she was either: trapped somehwere in the house and couldn’t call out, or had wondered out the front door and was somewhere in the neighborhood. I needed a bigger search team and fast. I called 911 “I can’t find my baby!” I yelled. As I was on the phone with them, something possesed me to go into my bedroom yet again. I ripped back my douvet, in despiration, and there she was, flat as a pancake lying with her eyes closed and a smile on her little face. I told the dispatcher, “I found her! She’s hiding on me!”. What a Shock. She was completely flat and undetectable under my douvet. And she just turned 2! How does a child that age deliberatley hide, still and silent after 15 min of the entire house searching for her and calling for her??? My adrenelin high crashed and I needed an early night last night, let me tell you.
So, today sunshine and spring dresses.Bear nearly complete–So into my portraits. My focus is clear and strong: “In your face” portraits of humans and other animals–close and a little unusual.
Sliver still in my thumb since weekend. Not pretty. Mist decided to quit the rock band. She wasn’t into electric guitar.Tabs soccer tonight, then a sleep over party at our house on Friday–to make up for her birthday sleepover that was cancelled due to her 41 oC temp.
Buttoning down the hatches in prep for a day with the Pip. Will take her to Mission park, Chapters and then the healthfood store this am–excitement awaits! Peter insanely busy with conference he’s hosting for the next week.
Tot Terror
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catherinelarahart
What a little dickens! Reminds me of when Henry decided to investigate the neighbourhood while I was on the can. A lady found him in the ditch across the street in his diaper. I was so sure that social services would come knocking at my door. I didn’t even know he could open the dooor.