So while at the children's museum looking at the Children from China exhibit, I stopped to listen to one of the parts as G went on ahead of me, I thought to the next part. I listened for her and didn't here her. I looked around the corner and low and behold, no G. So I called her. No G, then I hear "Beverly" and I called G and hear my name again. In comes G and another mother. G had gone farther than I thought, got turned around and couldn't find me again.
I a moment later, I saw the mom and thanked her. She said that G was beginning to look a bit frightened and started to cry a little (she didn't cry when she came back to me). This mom asked her if she was lost. G said yes and then the lady asked if she knew her mom's name. G told her clearly and correctly (YEA G!!). So the mom said, "I just hope my girls can say my name that well." I was a little miffed, but I remember getting separated from my mom at the grocery store once or more. Scared me to death, well not really to death but sort of. I was notorious for getting lost as far as I remember.
G sucked up her scared feelings though when she saw that I was a bit miffed. We didn't get separated again. The mom was really kind, and I would have done the same thing if it were another child. I will not make the assumption that she just went up a little way again though. G has also been hiding from me the last day or so. She did it to me twice in a store yesterday; I guess that was my warning and I should have taken heed.