My morning started off with a bang today. Actually, it was more like a slow beeping.
I wanted to get a shower before Beau woke up, so as soon as the twins were up & had gone to the potty, I parked them on the couch in my bedroom for a little Veggie Tales before breakfast. This is a pretty regular occurrence if I want them to hold off a bit on breakfast, & they're usually pretty well behaved.
Halfway through my shower, my cell phone, which was on the bathroom counter, started ringing. I assumed that it was Justin & decided I'd wait until I'd finished showering to call him back. When he called four times in a row, though, I started to worry that something might be wrong. I hopped out & snatched up the phone, dripping all over the tile in the process.
He asked if we were okay & then informed me that our alarm company had called to let him know that the medical emergency button had been activated on our home alarm. Since he hadn't reached me on the first call, he was now in his car headed home, & an ambulance had also been sent our way by the alarm company.
I didn't even hesitate to wonder who the culprit might be for pushing that button. In cases like these, this guy is pretty much always guilty:
I told Justin to turn around & go back to work because we were all fine, & I entered the code to turn off the beeping that I could now hear coming from the alarm box. But when I called the alarm company, I was too late to cancel the ambulance call. Thoroughly embarrassed, I answered the door in a bath robe & shower cap, with shaving cream still on one leg, when the EMTs showed up a few seconds later.
Needless to say, we had a long talk about the purpose of the alarm, what firemen, policemen & EMTs do to keep people safe & why we should never waste their time when we don't actually have an emergency. Jake has also been banned from sitting on my couch for the foreseeable future since standing on it is how he reached the alarm. Buzz Lightyear & Jake's bag of ocean animals are currently in time out.