Mystery, Solved.
Let me tell you all a little story about how mama gets freaked out.
Yesterday, I was on a call. Charlotte was napping and Finn was at daycare, so I'm basically alone. Out of nowhere, a very loud saxophone starts playing IN THE HOUSE. For like 5 seconds - then silence. I'm frozen in terror, there must be some very talented, musically inclined, intruder. But then I realize, it's probably Stephan pulling my leg, and he's played something on Alexa, using the app. Very funny. But when I call him, he says he didn't. Ok, back to freaking out a bit. Maybe there's a homeless person living in our attic, didn't I see a dateline story about that once??
Charlotte wakes up and we go downstairs. I'm peering around every corner expecting to be clobbered in the head by the sax. Nothing. I notice there's a package behind the front door and get distracted opening it, also a bit annoyed that delivery drivers don't always ring the bell anymore, since it was rainy and the the package got all wet. Slowly, the sax incident moves to the back of my mind, although I make a mental note to have Stephan check the attic later, just in case.
Later that afternoon, after picking up Finn from daycare, I get started on dinner. There must be a hundred toys in this house, but the kids' favourite activity lately is playing with the doorbell while I cook. We have one of those wireless ones that has a small unit plugged in, and they are constantly pushing all the buttons on it and making it sound like the doorbell is ringing. Good thing the poor dog is deaf, otherwise it would really be no fun for her.
Finn is on fire, pushing the ringing button over and over again. Then he finds a new button, the one that cycles through all the ring options. Ding Dong! Beep Beep! Chimes! And then I hear it...a cute little 5 second sax clip - coming from the doorbell outlet.
Turns out, Finn changed our doorbell sound the day before. And I owe that delivery man an apology for all the ungracious thoughts I had while unpacking my soggy book - guess he rang the bell after all!
So luckily for Stephan, he doesn't need to check the attic. And I think we'll keep the new doorbell sound (at least until the kids change it again). It's a lot less creepy when you aren't expecting a sax playing murderer to attack you :P
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