Oh yes, I thought I’d lost my two-and-a-half-year-old granddaughter, Chloe, at a huge party many years ago. I was getting her something to eat at a big crowded buffet table and I turned around and didn’t see her in that vast room. I was in a panic and starting crying out her name. I felt this little tug on my jacket and looked down and there was this adorable child, puzzled at my demeanor, but smiling reassuringly at me. I guess I’d forgotten how little she was and was looking out more or less at my own eye level. I’ll never forget the fear I felt for those few seconds.