He WILL be the death of me...

Isaac, who else? I'm not sure that I can relive every detail, but I'll give you the condensed version. The kids and I met Heidi at a park in the Harbour on Thursday afternoon. Some of the kids, including Isaac, went up a walking trail on the side of a hill. All, but Isaac came down the hill. I wasn't concerned initially, because Isaac is very familiar with the park and trail. I know he likes to hang back from the crowd...I just patiently waited for him to come down. Eventually, I started hollering for him and started walking the trail to physically retrieve him. NO ISAAC! Anywhere!!! Heidi came up to help look and I soon realized I had to make the call. "911, what is your emergency"?
Isaac's version of the story is that he climbed up the hill, went in a tunnel and over a bridge, got "very lost", found a "little girl" on a scooter and she told him the way to get back.
Heidi spotted him just as the police were arriving and we were reunited with teary eyes, a pounding heart, and peed pants.