Last night, not long after we got the kids to bed, the smoke detector right outside their room went off for no reason. We ran upstairs, but there was nothing. I had to rip the detector off the ceiling to get it to stop. We checked in the girls’rooms and they were still fast asleep. I guess we can’t count on them to wake up if there’s a real problem.
Then today Jen and I both set off the smoke detector on the main level. Me roasting coffee, and her burning the breadcrumbs off the top of a casserole. Gia complained that it hurt her ears, but otherwise didn’t seem phased.