It can get worse

So, just a few short hours after complaining about my experience with taking the boys into public, I experienced something more horrifying. I had a doctor's appointment on Friday, which I had totally forgotten about until the night before; therefore, I was left taking all my boys with me. Surprisingly, they did really well, and Michael was so excited to hear the baby's heartbeat, I'm glad he didn't miss it. BUT, on the way out of the office, as I'm getting coats on everyone and trying to keep them round up, I hear a fire alarm go off. I was confused for a second, until I looked over and realized that it was my child pulling the fire alarm. In thinking it was a handicapped access button that would open the door, Michael had pulled the fire alarm. I went to go talk to the receptionist, but she had seen it happen and had understandingly just motioned that we were free to go. So, I went outside and loaded the kids up into the car. My doctor's office is attached to a line of other doctor's office buildings. As we were driving away, I realized that because no one had informed them that it was a false alarm, there everyone was, standing outside in the cold, wondering when they could go back inside.