tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117880330109071552.post8996785536233749180..comments2009-04-18T12:26:03.679-05:00nadarinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05902258061174079897noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117880330109071552.post-52469222013224191542009-04-18T12:26:00.000-05:002009-04-18T12:26:00.000-05:00Lyz: in my head, the kids would be an asset here. Can you just stack them up like little circus acrobats and hoist them into the air so they can grab the smoke detector? No? That's not how children work?nadarinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05902258061174079897noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117880330109071552.post-70068335867911592562009-04-17T16:19:00.000-05:002009-04-17T16:19:00.000-05:00I, too, have thought about going after a smoke detector at 3am. For some reason, that's when they decide to go off...and wake up 2 kids in the process. Murder has never sounded so reasonable.Lyzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13246510346329581281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117880330109071552.post-77572030246444439022009-04-15T10:25:00.000-05:002009-04-15T10:25:00.000-05:00terrible! Last year our carbon monoxide detector kept doing that. Then when Ruth was staying at our place I was gone for the weekend. I guess it was going haywire. So I get back from NYC and fine the detector in my closet. She said at 3am this seemed very logical, put it in the closet and you won't hear it anymore. haha!<br /><br />Glad you could find a battery, blast those Roanoke ceilings.Kayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054028888375448928noreply@blogger.com