We were targeted as well though it's not confirmed he is a sex offender or predator. When we first moved into our home in a quiet country town our son was 9 months. The neighbor man lived alone and was just very different. None of our other neighbors knew anything about him except he had lived there a while and kept to himself.
He immediately focused on our son and would come over any time I had him outside. I just thought he was a lonely guy and tried to be friendly. Red flags went up when our son was a bit older.. maybe 14 months. The man came over and asked to take him to a car show several hours away - alone. I obviously said no and from then on felt uncomfortable around him.
He got extremely pushy about things always coming over if my son was outside. If my son was riding his bike this man would go get a bike and come ride with him.
I didn't handle it well at all for the longest time because my husband kept trying to tell me I was just being too suspicious and he was harmless. Then the guy started doing stuff like pulling out my son's diaper (in front of me mind you) and stuffing grass ect down it. I'd always go and take my son off away from him.
For the next 2 years he was relentless, constantly watching my son outside. I have multiple photos I took of the guy just standing behind his bushes watching my son.
We got to the point we fenced in our back yard and would slip out the back bedroom window to let him play outside so the man wouldn't see us go outside.
On one occasion we had thrown a few of our son's ride on toys away at the town dump as they were badly sun damaged. The man later went and jumped in the bin and pulled the toys out and put them on his lawn near his house.
I had even caught him staring in the window playing peek a boo with our son once.
On my son's 3rd birthday he showed up with a present, sat down and told me that I am too attached to my son and need to give him space away from me and let others take him. He then handed me a bunch of pamphlets of places he wanted to take my son including a resort a state away. I stood up, took my son and walked in the other room mouthing to my husband to "deal with him" I was livid. You would think that would have been enough to get my husband on my side but it wasn't. No, the thing that finally convinced him I was right to be concerned was the day we were all standing out by our mailbox and the man came over. Keep in mind my son adored this man because he was very childish and playful. Of course my son tugged to go play with him and since we were RIGHT THERE I assumed let him since at that point I was still dealing with a lot of self doubt on what I was feeling. Well they did nothing special, played in the dirt and looked at pinecones. I was watching the entire time. Then I just decided I wanted my son back. I called out and he came running but the man was holding his hand. It really upset me and I reached out and took my son's other hand and pulled him toward me saying "come, we're going home now" the man PULLED my son away from me. I pulled back, shocked and he did it again then took him and walked him to my house.
It was such a huge deal. I broke down crying and shaking, upset. I took my son inside and my husband and I had a huge fight where I told him I was tired of him downplaying my fears and surely he saw what just happened. He seemed confused by it all but thankfully backed me. We started sending our son inside every time the man came over. This only needed to happen 3-4 times before he gave up completely. We never see him anymore. In fact I almost wondered if he moved. He just vanished.
It gives me chills. I know it sounds awful that I let it carry on so long. I know that. I myself was sexually abused by my brothers and raped by a stranger. I had never really received counsel for it until after I had my son. It has always been a trigger for me and I know my normal meter was skewed.
I am just grateful nothing more serious happened.
But all that DID happen went on right under my nose and was convincing enough that my husband thought it was normal.
So to the woman saying it would never happen to her. Don't be so quick. It can happen to anyone.