We were watching the television screens and laughing at the same old reel that they have shown for several years now when I noticed a little boy about three years old standing near me and he was crying. He looked like he was lost and I didn't see anyone looking for him. However, we were at the front of the holding room and the room was super crowded by then and it was loud in there too.
I looked near the theater doors for a castmember and there was no one there. So, I picked the little boy up and kind of held him up a little so maybe one of his parents would see him. Poor little thing was still crying and I tried to calm him down. A lady came forward and she had tears in her eyes. The little boy reached out to her and I knew it had to be his mother. She kept saying "thank you" "thank you" but then everything else she said was in another language. I've never lost track of one of my kids in Walt Disney World but I could imagine what she was going through.