Whaaa? How? Huh?

Chuffy

 Get this, before I was born my mum left one of my sisters in the pram outside a shop!  She went in, bought her stuff and went home and left the pram there!  I kid ye not!  She never even realised.  Another sister spotted the pram on her way home from school, and thought "hey, that looks like ours... wait a minute, it IS ours!"
 

Some of DH's siblings got left behind places a couple of times.  There were 8 kids, 6 boys and 2 girls, so I guess it was a lot to keep track of.  One of the boys was always pokey and ended up being left a couple of places.  Once, when he was 5, he was left at a store and someone called children's services.  By the time DH's family made it back to the store a social worker had already come and gotten him.  DH's parents were informed that it would take a couple of days to get him back.  In the mean time he was actually put in a foster home!

There was another time when DH was just starting to drive and his youngest sister was a toddler.  The whole family had come back from church, and DH wanted to take the van to the pool hall.  His parents gave him permission and he left, not realizing that his sister was asleep in the way back of the van (12 passenger van).  He was there for a couple of hours and when he came back out he found his sister crying in the van--luckily the weather was mild. 

I was one of six, but when my sister was left outside the shop (deliberately while my mum went shopping, but forgotten about when she went home) she was the youngest of 4, which I personally don't think is THAT many to keep track of, particularly if the 2 older ones are at school during the day and you only have to really mind 2 kids!

When I was little my brother and I went blackberry picking in the monring and ended up being out all day, by the time we got back our frantic parents had called the police who wer eon the verge of getting the copters out.  They said we had been "lost" - my brotehr claimed he knew where we were the whole time.  *I* hadn't and hadn't felt brave enough to go off on my own but I must have cried that I wanted to go home a dozen times... aside from anything else I was tired and thirsty and also, I wasn't so convinced that my brother wasn't lost..... Men eh, they never admit it.  Must be faulty DNA or something!

My youngest step-brother got left at a gas station.  We were on our way to MS to visit dad's family and hadn't even left town yet.  We stopped to fill up and get drinks and such and Adam went to the bathroom.  We were all loaded up (except Adam) and ready to go.  Candi and I told my dad and step-mom that Adam wasn't out of the bathroom yet.  The didn't believe us.  They thought we made him  hide under the seat and we're trying to trick them (he really had been in the bathroom a LONG time, and yeah, maybe we liked to kid around like that....) so the got back on the road.  They told us that was ENOUGH and to get Adam out from under the seat.  We told them we couldn't b/c he wasn't there and they finally believed us and went back to the gas station (seriously only gone maybe 5 minutes).  Travis went in to get him and it turned out that he'd been sitting on the toilet for so long that the motion lights had turned off and he was too scared to get up in the dark. 

Yep.  This kind of stuff happens.  When my youngst DS was about 2 years old he went to the grocery store with his dad.  Lucky's at that time had a toy and book section and Liam always went to the book section and sat on the floor looking at them. Apparently dad forgot that he went along for the ride and came home without him.  I said "Where's Liam?" and the answer I got was "How should I know?"  Umm.  Because he went to the store with you and it looks like he didn't come back.  "OMG - I'm on my way back there!"  And there he was, still sitting on the floor looking at a book - totally unaware that he'd been left behind.

Joyce

TheDogHouseBCMPD

My youngest step-brother got left at a gas station.  We were on our way to MS to visit dad's family and hadn't even left town yet.  We stopped to fill up and get drinks and such and Adam went to the bathroom.  We were all loaded up (except Adam) and ready to go.  Candi and I told my dad and step-mom that Adam wasn't out of the bathroom yet.  The didn't believe us.  They thought we made him  hide under the seat and we're trying to trick them (he really had been in the bathroom a LONG time, and yeah, maybe we liked to kid around like that....) so the got back on the road.  They told us that was ENOUGH and to get Adam out from under the seat.  We told them we couldn't b/c he wasn't there and they finally believed us and went back to the gas station (seriously only gone maybe 5 minutes).  Travis went in to get him and it turned out that he'd been sitting on the toilet for so long that the motion lights had turned off and he was too scared to get up in the dark. 

Oh good grief, I don't know whether to laugh or cry for the poor kid!!   

I say laugh, it was years ago and he's completely over the fear of the dark.  I don't think we've ever told him he was left, though I'm sure he we wouldn't care now.  No reason to cry, he wasn't hurt or anything

Chuffy

TheDogHouseBCMPD

My youngest step-brother got left at a gas station.  We were on our way to MS to visit dad's family and hadn't even left town yet.  We stopped to fill up and get drinks and such and Adam went to the bathroom.  We were all loaded up (except Adam) and ready to go.  Candi and I told my dad and step-mom that Adam wasn't out of the bathroom yet.  The didn't believe us.  They thought we made him  hide under the seat and we're trying to trick them (he really had been in the bathroom a LONG time, and yeah, maybe we liked to kid around like that....) so the got back on the road.  They told us that was ENOUGH and to get Adam out from under the seat.  We told them we couldn't b/c he wasn't there and they finally believed us and went back to the gas station (seriously only gone maybe 5 minutes).  Travis went in to get him and it turned out that he'd been sitting on the toilet for so long that the motion lights had turned off and he was too scared to get up in the dark. 

 

Oh good grief, I don't know whether to laugh or cry for the poor kid!!   

I would laugh...in fact, thank goddness I'm not pregnant otherwise I would have peed my pants!