Diaries of being a mummy to a hyperactive toddler

So i've a 22 months old son, a very active one by the way, i cannot keep up with him, sometimes i wonder how my helper is able to do that. Yesterday when i got home my helper narrated to me in tears what had befallen her during the day. 

She says she had to step out of the house and attend to something very briefly outside the house, left my boy in the sitting room, locked all bedroom doors, meaning he only had access to the sitting room, locked the front door, meaning he could not go outside. She returned a few minutes later to find the house in silence the the son absent. She said she called out his name numerous times but there was no response, she said she opened the cupboards and the normal places he would normally go into but to no avail. She said she even unlocked the bedroom doors just to check that maybe he could have gone into the bedrooms, perhaps in my thinking, through the keyhole (lol) but he was not there. She said she even went as far as going to look around and at the back of the house, although she couldn't quite comprehend how he could have gotten out of the house because she had closed the door, but still she searched. She says at this point, she was in tears because she could not understand what had happened and where my son was. She said she was in the process of going outside the gate and maybe searching by the road although again she couldn't quite understand how he would have gotten there, she even thought of screaming out for help. Lo & Behold, apparently some few minutes later, which felt like a lifetime to her by the way, a sound was heard from behind the sofa................My son, my 22months old boy, was hiding behind the sofa, clearly playing hide and seek that he normally plays with my niece...............I think my nanny deserves a raise.... The emotional turmoil she must have gone through those few minutes i cannot imagine. It may sound funny now, to me that is, but she does not find it funny. 

My name is Nyakwesi Keregero Motsa, i am a mother to a 22months old son. I suppose this is an insight to what they call the TERRIBLE TWOs. May God help us all.