The baby is sleeping upstairs in his room and I am making a pizza for lunch and all of a sudden our fire alarm starts going off. Yes, our fire alarm is more sensitive than a middle school girl and goes off at the drop of a hat. You barely pre-heat the oven these days and it goes off. And there is nothing that can make a mom run faster than a loud noise that could potentially wake the sleeping baby and change the course of the entire afternoon (except maybe a rockin' black friday deal...moms run fast for those). So I ran as fast as I could...dish towel in hand...and waved that towel in front of that alarm as hard and fast and quick as I could for what seemed like an eternity and then it stopped. And there I stood outside Ben's room just waiting for it....the crys of my nap-less baby...I waited ......but they never came. I cannot believe it, Ben slept straight through the fire alarm. Thank goodness! Whew dodged that bullet!
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