Thursday morning we got up and got on the road by 9:00 CST. We knew the trip home would take us 9-10 hours. For the most part it was a very uneventful drive home. In Hays, we stared getting flurries and we found via friends and family that Denver was getting snow and the roads were getting slick. So we then wondered if we might need to turn around and head back to my parents, but we decided to keep going and worse case scenario we get a motel along the way.
When we hit the Colorado border is when the roads started getting bad. But for the most part we were almost always able keep some tires on the pavement. Other then going a little slower it wasn't that bad.
When we got home we started unloading the van. We decided to just put everything in the garage because we had to walk through the snow to get to the van and we didn't want to track snow in the house. We then heard a noise. Jeff went in the house and found out that our smoke alarms were going off. Our alarms are electrically wired in the house, and we've never dealt with this before. Jeff looked at the alarm and couldn't see any battery slot so he didn't think there were batteries. As I walked through the house to make sure there wasn't any smell of smoke, Jeff went out and turned off the circuit breaker...that did nothing. We were at a loss.
(The kids in the van.)
I made all the kids get in the van because the noise was too piercing for the ears and it was 12 degrees outside. I then grabbed the phonebook to look up our local fire dept. to see if they could talk us through what we needed to do. No phone number so it was a 911 call. The
operator said he would try to get someone out to help us.
Not too much longer, here came a big fire engine with its lights on rolling into our
cul-
de-sac. Thank God there were no sirens!

Out stepped three young, good looking men. I wanted to line them up with Jeff and take a picture but didn't feel it was was quite the right timing. Jeff even said that they could have been part of a firemen calender. So I jumped into the van with the kids and Jeff walked with them around the house. It was really quite embarrassing because our house was not left in the best of shape...or should I say a MESS!

(Jeff telling the man in charge what was going on.)
The problem ended up being a faulty smoke alarm or a battery, which then made every alarm in the house go off. The fireman wasn't sure but he recommended we replace all the alarms because they were so old. So we ended up running to
Lowes and getting some smoke alarms. There went all the money we saved on gas!