Lost & Found

So we are at my parents and I don't hear my son. We look in all the closets, the drier, the pantry, the toyroom, in the beds. I start to think WHAT THE &%*&#? Where could he have gone? I am yelling, and so is my dad and my husband. But my mom-well she just sits there and reads her book. So now I am thinking WHAT THE %&#*&!!! ARE YOU JUST GOING TO SIT THERE?? We were able to find him, he was hidden under a table behind some stuff. Let me tell you that was the scariest 15 minutes of my life.
So should I have said something to my mom? It was like she did not care. She did not seemed concerned. Almost like she knew where he was. But did she? NO. I am really mad, but just need to let it go. I just can't believe the way she acted.

On a good note. He was found safe and sound. He did know he was in trouble. Not sure if I ever want that to happen again. But I'm sure it will. KIDS what to do with them.