What was that alarm?

One of the perks in living in Utah (especially Utah County) and being a non-LDS person, the shopping is fabulous on Sundays. No lines. No crowds. As Alex would say, "Seriously, we're the only people in the store."

After church, we went to Costcotopia. And as a treat for the chicklets, we had lunch in the food court. (This is like Chuck E Cheese happiness for them. $1.50 hotdogs and sodas and we're the greatest parents ever. We try deliberately not to do it every time, but lately its been quite often.)

As Andrew (half sitting and standing on his bench) was expounding on the fabulousity that is Costcotopia, his elbow came down to rest not of the table but on nothing. In a sort of slow motion he backward somersaulted off the bench and landed on his noggin. BOINK! Oh, the scream. (Andrew in general is a loud talker, he has a hard time turning the volume down to reasonable. So, when he is going to scream, the whole world is going to hear it.) Before he got quarter way through the scream to end all screams, before I reassured him that all his parts were working fine, before I kissed his head, I ordered firmly, "Andrew! You have to stop screaming right now."

Hiccuping cries commenced, head was examined, it was determined that Andrew would survive such a harrowing 1.5 foot fall. When, the loudest alarm in Costcotopia sounded, Ryan began to quake in his seat, "AH! What?"

I reassured the chicklets, "Its ok, Ryan. That's just the 'kid fell down and hit his head alarm."

Andrew asked, "Where is it coming from?"

I pointed off into the distance, "From that alarm box over there. The girl pushed it after you screamed."

The alarm stopped. "Is it from where those red letters are?"

Mark said, "Yes."

"Where the box comes out and the red letters are?"

Mark again, "Yes."

Alex interrupts, looking toward Mark, caught my sarcasm and wanted a real answer, "What was that alarm for?"

Andrew took this one, "It was the a kid fell and boinked his head alarm, Allllllex."