Hey, where's the fire!

We visited a new church this weekend. We have been having trouble finding a church home. This visit was going well. Music and message were great, the babies made it through Nursery without crying so hard for us that our pager goes off, and Jamie and Linda had a good time. Did you note how I said "was"?

As we were getting ready to leave, I was visiting with a coworker. Jake put Mina's coat on and turned to put Noah's on. In that split second, Mina noticed a little red box on the wall and ran to investigate. Well, this box had a red lever to go along with this. Mina, being the curious sort, reached out and pulled said lever.

Weeeee-ooooooooooooh-weeeeeeeeeeeeee-oooooooooooooooh! Sirens start going off, strobe lights start flashing, and a big, booming voice orders everyone to evacuate the church immediately. It turns out the siren is also directly linked to the fire department. The pastor ran around trying to figure out the number to call to shut it off and cancel the fire trucks. Mina stood there with this look of sheer panic on her face at the amount of trouble she caused. Jake and I scooped up our kids and slinked out of the door in the chaos.

I am not sure we can go back to that church.