All I want for Mother's Day is a Will and a Trust for my Kids
Do you know what will happen to your kids should something happen to you or your significant other? Sure, right? You know that your sister-brother-cousin-mother will take them in. Odds are you might even have that written down somewhere.
But what happens if today you have an accident? Say, while you’re on a date and the kids are at home with a sitter. Who is she going to tell the police to contact when they come knocking on the door? Will she know?
If you’re anything like me she won’t know. We used to have a very detailed emergency contact sheet on the fridge. Last I looked not only are three quarters of those numbers no longer valid, but most of the people on the list no longer live in the state and the other half are no longer our friends. The only number that’s still valid is for my in-laws and they’re out of town traveling more often than they’re home.
Not that it matters, because I just checked and the sheet has vanished, probably swallowed up by unused Skinny Cow coupons and school memos. In case of an emergency our sitter has no one to call. The police would send her home and the kids would spend the night in a foster home until someone could be contacted to come care for them.
In fact, the kids might have to spend a number of days in that foster home until a judge could be persuaded to decide who that person should be.
We have lots of friends and family who could drop everything and care for my kids in case of an emergency. I just need to create a will so that those people can be found.
The need for a will is something I’ve always worried about in that back-of-mind,-going-to-take-care-of-it-one-day kind of way. I always assumed that if the worst came about my in-laws would seamlessly step in and just take over.
I didn’t think about the details. They know and love my daughters. They know what they like to eat for dinner. They know their bed time routine. But they don’t know their pediatrician. They don’t know their school schedule. They don’t know what medicine they need and why. They don’t know what they’re allergic to. They don’t even know how to get in touch with our daycare provider.Continued on the next page