"Who's decision is it when I can't talk?"

That's the question Isaac asked me when he was having trouble falling asleep tonight. It took me several re-phrasings of this question to figure out what he was asking. It turns out he was worrying about who will call 911 if he can't talk. This was spurred on by part of his lesson today when we had to discuss what to do under certain bad circumstances, like a fire or mommy getting sick or hurt where I can't talk. I showed him our panic buttons on our alarm system and how to dial 911. Hopefully, I stressed enough that it is only if mommy, Hannah, and Genna can't talk that he is allowed to do that. That's our sequence of responsibility (when daddy isn't home, of course.) So he was just wondering who was going to call for him. Cute! I told him that, of course, I would always take care of him and call the police or ambulance if he needed me to do so.