If I were a resident of Port Charles (I normally don't like playing this game of hypotheticals because being a woman in Port Charles in her twenties means that I'd either (a) have slept with Sonny Corinthos or (b) be dead and both of those things bum me out) and had a child, I would never let them out of my sight. I'm talking carrying them around in a Baby Bjorn until they are old enough to enroll in self defense courses, because children in Port Charles wind up kidnapped more often than not and not only that, they wind up kidnapped by nefarious evildoers who have the kind of superhuman speed and reflexes that allow them to lurk undetected outside of coffee shops and steal a child in less than two seconds.
LESS THAN TWO SECONDS.
Really: Emma and Robin go to Kelly's to pick up a coffee and a muffin and after making small talk with Johnny, Ethan, and Michael, start to leave until the waitress calls after Robin that she lost her coffee. While most waitresses would walk the extra ten steps and bring the drink over to the patron who was halfway out the door, this waitress did not, so Robin turned her back for 1.6 seconds and someone (Lisa) dressed just like Robin in a witch costume takes Emma's stroller and makes a break for it, getting a hilarious side-eye from Emma in the process.
"We're going down this road again, bitch? You know, my mom said I can call you a bitch. Bitch."
Not that I want her traumatic ordeal to be a long one, because her short life has been one drama after another, but part of me wants her to be missing long enough to warrant posting a Missing Person poster, if only to see the phrase "Last seen wearing a FREAKING ADORABLE lamb costume".