Jungle Gym
Last month during my son's birthday I went up to the top of this monstrous jungle gym. One part of it was this big pasta-roller looking section and you have to squeeze through it. So anyhow, I go through it and go down the slide having a great time. After playing and going through this jungle maze some more, I then sat down with my wife to catch my breath realizing I was packing light. Panic sets in and my heart starts pacing. Headless chicken transformation - "Oh crap, oh crap!" I then for some reason rummage through my wife's purse panicking. No luck. My wife then swears that I better find it cause she's not buying me another one. At this point I come to my senses and reassess the situation. I sprint back up to the top telling everyone that I pass I lost my phone so keep an eye out for it. I get to the top and squeeze through the pasta-roller and to my surprise it's sitting right at the top of the slide. Relief!
I went down that slide like it was my first time again grinning from ear to ear. Aside from the heckling and grief from the wife, that was one scary moment.