Wednesday morning was in fact not a leisurely start. I think I blocked from my memory an almost visit from the Norwegian fire department.

I woke up earlier than the kids (except Brooks who always wakes early) to shower and get ready. I closed the door to the laundry room/bathroom to dry my hair.

Apparently the hairdryer vent or whatever needed to be cleaned so it was barely smoking (which I didn’t not notice at all.)

It set off the loudest fire alarm in the history of man which was connected to an alarm service who was talking to me in the hallway. (Thankfully this was mentioned in the info sheet that I had read.)

The kids were all obviously awoken by the crazy noise and me and Greg trying to figure out where to talk to the person and how to get it to stop.

Needless to say I will not be drying my hair anymore here.