Fire! Fire!

A few Wednesday's ago I was laying in bed watching T.V. before going to sleep when I heard the dreaded "beep" from one of our smoke detectors. In that moment between the screams in your head and the temper tantrum in your body our entire smoke detector system went off.  It was not a series of beeps but full fledge sirens.  I shook Bruce to wake him up (earplugs), and we searched and searched for the problem.  Was there a fire? CO?  Bad battery?  It was 11:00 and we were calling the fire department.  The fire department came out and found the faulty detector.  They told us it was in need of a battery change which of course made us feel pretty silly.  They changed it for us and were on their way.  We headed back to bed to be woken up again at 4, 6, and then again the sirens when off at 8.  Bruce called the fire department who came out again with full truck and dog.  They decided to change all of the batteries (which they had to go back and get at the fire station), but when they returned they brought Cameron a badge, hat, and even let her drive the truck when they were finished.  As a thank you Cameron and I bought Frank (the dog) some treats and baked the firemen some cookies.  They seemed just as thankful for the cookies as we did the help.  :)  Batteries seemed to fix the problem until 7:00 Thursday evening when we heard the infamous "beep".  We knew exactly what detector it was, unhooked it completely and haven't heard a peep since.  So, not batteries, but a faulty detector which is now on order.