You can lose your own children, but not other people's kids!

I seriously cannot tell any of you how many times I've said that particular phrase jokingly to other people. "You can lose your own children, but not other people's kids!" But losing your own kid seriously sucks! TODAY I was at the Fair (yes this was the 3rd time I went and I have plans to go back to a concert in a few more days so I'll have been there 4 times, yes I love the Fair!) Anyway....today we were at the Fair with friends and it's my favorite day to go because it's parks n Rec day and they have a ton of free (FREE) stuff for the kids to do. Each year there are some things that are the same (bubble blowing contest, pie eating contest, big wheel races, bowling, 5 shot basketball) and a few things that rotate like the craft they get to do (this year it was sand art). After all of those many things were done today we ate lunch and walked around to look at a few more things and play in the water area's set up for kids to cool off at...ok so some adults (not me) played in them too. After that it was off to see the Butter Cow and then we went in search of Red Velvet Funnel Cake for one of my friends that was with us. As we were almost there I heard the one man band and decided to stop and listen. My son came with me and I assumed the girls were with the rest of the group. The group comes over and I start talking and then I'm looking around and my youngest daughter (5) is not with the rest of us. Now she likes to wander a bit so I just slowly started looking around for her....and I came back to the group and tagged a different friend and said...SHES GONE! We went looking everywhere we had been and where we were walking and to a few stands where she might have gone to find us if she was lost...because that's what she now was LOST...I LOST my child...my BABY to be exact! About 10 min or so has passed and I hear my name over the loud speakers asking me to come to a certain area at the fair grounds and I took off running around people and through sidewalks tryin to find this little building. After talking to 3 different people I finally found my baby girl sitting in there chatting it up with the kids (I swear of the 3 the oldest might have been 14) and I looked at her and said "baby girl where did you go!!!" and she cried and I cried and I hung on so tightly to my tiny princess....
I had to sign a form and get my picture taken with her to make sure nothing else bad happened I guess, hopefully DCFS won't be coming and knocking at my door anytime soon!!! She cried 2 more times and so did I...and she didn't let go for such a long time.
SO I don't think I'll be saying it's ok to lose your own children because I don't wanna have that happen to me EVER, EVER again!