June 8th 2011...worst day of my life!!!

Had to call 911 because i could not find Quinn. I was int eh laundry room for about 1 minute and he was in the kitchen getting jelly beans out of the cupboard. When i cam out he was GONE. I could not find him anywhere. I was screaming his name and he was NOWHERE...when i went outside to scream for him it was deathly quiet and very empty and lonely feeling...

Called 911 and the man on the other end told me to calm down..LOL...yeah right!!!

As i was talking to him I heard Quinn cry...still couldnt find him and then he really started crying hard....he was in the window behind the sink....UG...the ledge is about 2 ft deep and he was behind the curtain. I could not see him at all!!!! Most frantic 10 minutes of my life ever.

Yes God reminded me what was important in my life...