The playdate was scheduled to end at three. By half-past you idly wonder if the mom is caught in traffic. At four o’clock you call the home number she left when she dropped little Jack off at your place, but no one’s answering. By four-thirty you begin to worry that she’s fled the country. This is a serious case of “I wish I had her cell phone number-itis”.
Until now, finding a mom’s cell phone number involved calling all the other moms in your phone book to see who might have her digits. Wasn’t fun, was it? That’s what Marla Kravice thought too. As her three children got busier and more independent, she often worried about how their ever expanding network of friends’ parents, caregivers and instructors would be able to find her in an emergency.
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Category: parenting,family-life
