For me it was........

To top off a great week im having - NOT - i decided to venture to the shops today - not for toy sales, but for a night light for when i feed H. Started off early, dropped DD#1 at school. At shops by 830am......feed H in the car - kids happy, i might even be able to skoot into pumpkin patch i thought.
ANyway, in Bigw (bad moove...crazy mums with prams with boxes of toys.....)...DD#2 whom is 3 yrs was having a look at the barbies. I turned to check the price of something and she was gone....looked around a bit....nope, not there. WIth all the prams and mothers in the aisels, it was hard to get down there with my own pram. Did another quick search. Nothing. H starts to squirm...that newborn cry sends me crazy......i start getting all panicky. DD#3 is constantly saying 'mum....mum....mum'.....I found a sales guys and in a quivering tone said 'ive lost my little girl'.....he asked what she was wearing and went and said it over PA. I started to bawl.......i thought of the worst things in those 10 mins....dirty men at the toy sales, her running out to the carpark.....weird sick stuff. Two little old ladies ended up comforting me...then i heard 'there she is' - out popped DD from the change room....
'whats wrong mum?' she asked
'mummy lost you!'-i said in tears.
'oh, its ok mum, im here now' !!!! she replied.

We had gathered a crowd by now.....i thankd the 2 ladies and bolted otta there....
oh and when i did get to the car - noticed DD#3 was reading a diego book she musta picked up at the shops...so not only did i feel like the worst mother in the world...but im a thief too....

Might wait until they are at least 10 years old to do that again......