Tonight we went to Walmart to get a few things. As per usual, Gavin wanted to walk and not be in the stroller. After a while, Jesse decided to let Gavin free from the stroller and it was so cute to watch Gavin run towards me with such a happy face.
He and Jesse went to try on sunglasses and Gavin found a small red pair. He was prancing around the area with the glasses on, when suddenly he darted away from us. Jesse took off after him, frustrated that he ran away after Jesse had told Gavin to stay with us.
Gavin was gone though.
He wasn't on the next aisle. Or the the next one.
My heart started to panic as we frantically looked here and there for Gavin. I went all the way to the freezer section, looking down each aisle, left to right to see if I could see Gavin's blonde little head and bright green soccer "choat" as he calls it. Jesse headed to the produce section. As I started walking back to the entrance of the store, I could see Jesse coming towards me with his arms empty.
No Gavin.
My heart.
I called out to jesse to go talk to customer service and see if they could help us find Gavin, when I suddenly heard Gavin's sweet little voice calling out with a little panic, "Daddy! Daddy!" He still had on the red sunglasses and he was running near the front of the store trying to look for Jesse,
My heart.
I almost started crying right there. Here I was trying to stay calm, while panicking inside that my sweet boy was missing.
Even now, the same feelings are rising up inside me as my eyes well up with tears.
We kissed his head, buckled him into the stroller and realized that he didn't think anything was wrong.
Gavin is a sweet, loving, hilarious little boy. We prayed for him to come into our lives for so long. He loves his little brother with a ferocious love.
He lives and breathes hockey...even at almost 2. He thinks anything that is red and white has to do with hockey. Books are his favourite and he loves to snuggle in our bed to read before nap time.
He loves listening to and jamming to music. Doesn't matter what genre. His vocabulary is growing by leaps and bounds and every day it seems that he has learned something else to say and Jesse and I have to swallow our giggles as he talks to us so seriously.
What a gift. My sweet boy.
Labels: being a mom, Gavin
