A Busy Day!

On Thursday, we went to a rehearsal at our church. During a rehearsal break, Ben asked if he could have the keys and run out to the car for a minute.

He came back about five minutes later, "Hey, Mom. Something funny happened. I locked the keys in the car."

Ben is quite a prankster and often pulls little jokes likes this. I know better than to fall for it.

"Ha ha, Ben. Give me the keys."

"Really. I locked them in the car."

"You did not."

"Yes, I did."

"Seriously!?"

"I love you, Mom."

"You're lucky I love you, because it's the only thing keeping me from throttling you right now!"

Turns out he had taken a couple of his friends out to the car to show them the knife Kerry sent him from Afghanistan. He was so excited about the knife, he set the keys down in the car and then forgot them. But he did remember to lock the door when he was done (so no one would steal his knife probably).

Long story short: a locksmith came and got the keys out for us. I offered to give him my first born child as payment, since he's the one who got us into this predicament. The locksmith considered it briefly, but declined my offer.

Luckily, we were at the church when this happened and we still had to be there for quite a while. It would have been a lot worse if we'd had someplace we needed to be and couldn't get there because it took the locksmith forty-five minutes to get to us. We were with friends and having a good time. Look for that silver lining.

After the rehearsal was over we dyed Easter eggs.

Then we came home, did our usual routine, and went to bed.

At 4:30 AM, the smoke alarm went off in our house. I have the worst karma with smoke alarms of anyone I have ever known.

I had to call 911 and they sent three firemen over. I, of course, ran around making the kids clean up in case the house wasn't clean enough to suit the firemen. Ben did not understand why he had to unload the dishwasher when they wouldn't be seeing anything in it anyway. I didn't know why either, but I made him do it. I don't think clearly that early in the morning with a fresh load of adrenaline in my bloodstream.

The firemen came over, decided there was an electrical issue with the smoke detector and dismantled it. The dogs decided the firemen in their uniforms looked big and scary and offered to dismantle them. I was mortified that my dogs were behaving so viciously and that I couldn't get them to be nice.

Katie slept through the whole thing.

Happy Easter!