Where's Noah?????

At the very end of the race...we're talking the last 2 laps everyone was standing up and cheering, wanting to see a good ending. Well, we sure got one...Bryan looked around and said "Where's Noah?!!!!!" Panic like I've never felt before. Instantly my heart was racing!!!! I looked all around where we were standing then took off down the stairs to the nearest portal/exit. Bryan went to the other side and up the stairs. I wanted to check the exit (if he did get to an exit) so he couldn't get any further away. Frantically looking around all the people leaving, remember this was the end of the race and some people like to start hiking it to their cars before the "big" crowd leaves, so there was a good amount of people I was searching through. No Noah......so I ran back up the stairs to our area. By this time I had tears in my eyes, "I just saw him two seconds ago" "I love that little boy so much, I have to find him." In the mean time Bryan was looking up, thinking that Noah would probably go up the stairs rather then down. As I was coming up the stairs I saw a man holding Noah coming down my side!!! I don't remember even running, but somehow I got to the man in about two seconds! I thanked him and just held Noah. Wow, I can't express the panic I felt in the three minutes he was gone. I'm just so grateful that a caring person found him took care of him.