First I thought he was probably embarrassed he actually let the child lose an animal that is obviously so beloved and trying to puff alittle smokescreen so you wouldn't say "how did you lose IT?"
But with a little more reflection I bet he did think you'd think he was great to get it, and was shocked that you were trying to help him solve the crisis when "of course he had it under control."
I didn't tell anyone when I forgot the diaper bag and had to buy stuff at resale shops to finish the day 2 hrs from home.
And once my husband at the time and I took off on errands at the same time in seperate cars, stopped at the stoplight and he ran back to the car to ask where my 5 year old son was sitting? Erm, standing in the street back in our neighborhood surrounded by neighbors stopping him from chasing us as we drove off down the road.
I'm not pregnant and I tear up at least once a day missing my girl, worrying if I'm the best mom I can be. Thats an unending thing I think because whatever you do great for people you love, of course you think there's something more they deserve. Your heart wished you could jump up and go get simba but your head said your job is more important to her. I get stuck with overtime sometimes and I HATE IT! I know I'm making time and a half, I know it is unreasonable to jump and leave in the end of a project, she probably doesn't notice I'm 45 minutes late, but I'm ready to see my baby by the end of the day!!