A recount of the events on October 1st:
This morning, Aine and I took advantage of the cooler weather by heading off for a walk with Ava in tow. Eamon and Dave were still sleeping. I shut the garage door and strode off.
When I rounded the corner by our house on the return, I immediately noticed that the garage door was open. I KNEW that I had closed it. My fears were compounded when I saw that the door to our van was open. Eamon knows how to open the door to the van and push the garage door opener. I ran inside screaming for Eamon, waking Dave up in the process.
I ran back outside, threw Aine into the car. Dave was screaming for Eamon in the house and backyard. I heard his voice change, so I thought perhaps he saw Eamon in the park behind our house. I tore across the yard and saw a police cruiser. He veered over to me and told me he had my son.
Eamon had walked out of the house and down the street looking for me. A neighbor heard him crying, so he called the police. Eamon told them his name and our name. He told them Dave is a police officer. They were driving around our neighborhood looking for an open garage door with a cruiser outside.
One of the officers saw me running like a mad woman. He pulled up to me and told me he had my son.
What a morning....