Ooh, your first sentence made my heart stop. I thought the worst. Glad he was safe and snug with dad the whole time, but I can appreciate the panic you were feeling. I "lost" DS2 when he was about 3. I had several neighbors looking with me. Someone told me, go check your house again, we'll keep looking out here. I did. For whatever reason, he had crawled UNDER my bed and fell asleep.