Fright in the night

Yesterday evening, we needed to move some cows around, so Abigail rocked Garrett to sleep.  In the middle of the night, I heard him run down the hall into the living room.  I laid there waiting for him to come back when all of a sudden I heard the front door shut.  I jumped out of bed, ran to the door and outside yelling his name.  He had run all the way to the pasture gate. When I picked him up and asked him what he was doing, he sobbed, "I was looking for you!"  He spent the rest of the night in our bed between us...  My heart was still going about 100 miles an hour when I woke up this morning.