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Newcastle, OntarioYesterday was a real doozy. This time of year is particularly frantic in our family as hubby, daughter and son-in-law all work in retail. I normally pick up the slack where our grandson is concerned, but I'm back on antibiotics for strep throat (compliments of our Corson), so they arranged with their very reliable, responsible teenage babysitter, Katie, to pick him up at the bus stop after school. They also confirmed with a good friend Laurie, who lives right next to the bus stop, to make sure he was picked up by Katie, and if for some reason he wasn't, she would collect him instead. Corson was told if Katie wasn't there just to go to Laurie's house. Simple, right? NOT!
Corson's bus was early - the first time ever! Katie got confused over the several different stops and went to the wrong one. By the time she realized her mistake, Corson's bus was gone. She knew that Corson would go to their friends, if something happened, but she had always picked him up before from his old caregivers and thought that was the friend they meant. When Corson wasn't there, she immediately called her mum, another parent went to the school to tell them Corson was missing. Their first response is to call 911 and then the child's mother. Sarah got a call at work that Corson was missing and immediately started the 25 minute drive home from work, and she didn't have her cell phone. She was sure it was a misunderstanding and things would be fine, but by the time she arrived home, the subdivision had been cordoned off, there were four cruisers in front of her house, with police officers searching inside to see if Corson had gone home alone, and search helicoptors were already scouring the area. More officers were going door to door.
Sarah was frantically phoning her husband, who was busy with a client and had already confirmed that Corson was with Laurie, and was oblivious to what was happening, so he ignored her calls! She never phoned Laurie because Katie said Corson wasn't there. It was another 20 minutes before the phone rang and it was Laurie, asking Sarah if she knew why there were so many police in the subdivision, going door to door, and asking when she would be picking Corson up - definitely a light bulb moment! Incredible, unbelievable relief, but wondering how a good plan went downhill so fast. Next week, I'm picking him up!!!! Oh and the funny part was our daughter is not the neatest person in the world, and she said all she could think about was all those police officers insider her incredibly messy house - she spent today cleaning :crackup:
hugs,
Brenda
Woodbury Park BearsI love a happy ending Brenda,it's a bit like the chinese whisper don't you think? A great response by the department I am really impressed.
Raewyn
Back Road BearsOh my gosh!! I'm afraid I'm laughing here... as everyone is OK! I'd be cleaning today too!!!
What a huge misunderstanding that all was!!! Wow!
Cleathero CreationsOh dear, how sick she must have felt at first. But thank goodness it was sorted in the end!
MerBear OriginalsKids just never do stop disturbing you life!! Thank goodness that turned out ok - something like the Keystorm Cops comedy however.
I got a call at 1:30 AM last night from my son. My 6 mth old granddaughter was sick and they didn't know what to do. Unfortunately they live 5 hours from us so all I could do was tell them to call TeleHealth. 
Marion
BruinwerksThat's crazy Brenda! I'm really impressed with the quick police response though and I'm sure they prefer responding to a false alarm to what could have been the case!
Corson sure does make your life interesting doesn't he? 
So glad that everything worked out OK! 
Bless you!
Cheryl 
Posts: 3,540LOL.... a virtual kick towards the hubby's rear end for not picking up his wife's insistent calls, but yes, relieved all's ended so well.
I can sooooo picture your daughter in there power cleaning today :crackup: I'd be doing the same 
Past Time BearsOh my goodness . . . what a comedy of errors! Like everybody else, I'm so glad Corson was okay the whole time while everyone else (except Daddy) was experiencing anxiety/panic attacks. Sheesh - all it takes is one slight little misunderstanding to start the snowball roll. That one will go down in the "best story" archives of your family, I'm sure, Brenda! :crackup: :crackup: :crackup:
What a day for you all and so glad to hear that Corson was safe and sound.
Hugs
Carolyn
Tami Eveslage Original Teddy BearsI'm so glad that these stories usually have a happy ending. It actually makes me feel good to see how quickly people respond and pull together when a child's safety is at stake. (or even just perceived to be at stake)I have lived in my subdivision for only six years and have seen two similar situations. On one of the occasions, the police were not involved, but a virtual army of adult neighbors and older children combed the street, the creek and the local park looking for a little boy. Little Max and his brother Jack had been left by his mother with a neighbor, because she was going to work and her husband would shortly be leaving for a parent-teacher conference at the school. The boys were playing in the neighbor's front yard with the neighbor's child. When the neighbor came outside and did not see Max, he asked the other boys where he was. They casually replied that he went home. When the neighbor dad checked, he was not there and the search ensued. What had happened was, Max got tired of playing with the other boys and did indeed go home. His dad was just leaving for the conference and decided to take Max along, but he didn't bother to tell the neighbor dad who was watching the kids that he was taking Max! 
On another occasion two little boys (three and five years old) were apparently playing and climbed in some empty cabinets in the basement of their grandmother's home which was being remodeled. In the warm dark cabinets the boys felt cozy and went to sleep!!! The grandmother called and searched her house and yard and then began to knock on neighbors doors to see if the boys had gone to play with their friends. Many of the adult neighbors joined in the search. After searching to no avail, police help was enlisted and the mother was called home from work. I can't recall how long it was before the sleepy little boys emerged confused at all the commotion, but it was a happy ending too.
