Someone recently forwarded me an email. It was all about a campaign to get people to have a contact in their cell phones labeled "I.C.E." (In Case of Emergency). Here are my thoughts on that:
1. It is a REALLY good idea to have your emergency contact clearly labeled in your cell phone (and written down in your glove box/purse/wallet/etc.),
2. but if I hadn't read that email, I wouldn't know, when looking through someone's phone for who to contact in an emergency, that "I.C.E." meant "In Case of Emergency" and might pass it by if the person didn't look like their emergency contact would be a rapper.
3. Husbandguy and I have emergency contact information in our phones. We've labeled them "Emergency Contact." Way simpler. Little question who that is, really.
I.C.E. is a good idea if we can be sure that everyone who might be helping out in an emergency has heard of it. For now, though, I'm keeping mine the way it is. And you should be sure you have your emergency contact info available to someone even if you can't give it to them yourself.
Also, we talked to Pete this weekend about what to do if she is in an emergency at home. PopPop is babysitting for us later in the week. I wanted to be sure Pete knew what to do if something happens and PopPop can't call for help. So I showed her how to call DH on my cell phone even though she doesn't know his number. She apparently already knew how. I made sure she knew our address and that "address" includes street name and house number. Then we talked about how to say "help me" in Spanish in case she had to run to the neighbors' house for help. She already knew that, too (thank you, Diego). And then we talked about what to do if there is a fire. Now she knows it's okay to break her window to get out if there's a fire (she reminded me that it's not okay normally), but only if the fire isn't in her room and after she has closed her door to keep the fire out (and her sister in if possible/necessary). I worry a little that we've given her too much to think and worry about. I think we freaked her out, but she seemed to feel better after I reminded her that her dad and I have lived here for longer than she's been alive and we've never had an emergency and I reminded her that the grown ups would do all the thinking and rescuing as long as they could. Now though, if we can't, she knows what to do.