That was scary.....

Less than twelve hours ago, I was celebrating the last few great days we've had. And even today- a pretty good day. He and I working on the finishing touches of the deck I built this summer. He was engaged with building something for daddy and just was being creative. Rest of the day went smoothly, transitions went pretty seamless, when issues did come up, he even set the timer himself for five minutes then went into the hammock.

Then night time hits- I hear Brian yelling for Ty. No response. I call for Ty. No response. We both wonder, where is he? Did he leave the house? Was he hiding? Was he in the garage and didn't hear us? Not that we begin to panic, but you do begin to wonder, why is he not responding? Where is he?

Then as parents you have the "oh crap" feeling. He's not responding, we keep calling for him. We know all his hiding spots, but he's not in any of them. Brian decides to jump onto his bike and ride around the neighborhood. I call for him outside. I call louder for him outside. I'm now wondering- what the heck do we do? Has he left our house- gone somewhere? I made sure the bikes were all still locked up. His bike was in the garage. Then after a few panic moments of what is our next step, here he comes. He comes up to the front of the house, looking at me like "what, I was just hiding under the neighbors car!"

WHAT!!!!!!!?????

You were where? Hiding under the neighbors car? Why? never mind why- that is very dangerous. And we breathe a minute. He's home. He's safe. But apparently he's mad at me. Okay, again these are the imaginary ideas he gets in his head and reacts and the rest of us have no idea what he is talking about.

And guess what he said- because you haven't bought me a Halloween costume yet?

Oh no, please not this again!

Where did this come from?

But we ignore the statements regarding Halloween or costumes, or anything related.

That was scary. He has no clue how scary that was for us. He has no idea the danger he put himself in, hiding under a car.

This was not a good moment.

And just when I think we have everything covered as far as behavior plan, action plan, what if scenarios- him leaving the house at night, when it's dark, and deciding to hide from us; never a thought in my mind.

He's usually too scared to go outside when it's dark.

Guess we'll be discussing our plan tomorrow with the behaviorists in case he decides to ever do something like this again.

Which I pray he doesn't. But I know the reality.