What a night...

I could have smothered my husband last night ya'll. Ok the smoke detector in Alex's room has a low battery and you know when those things have low battery power they beep incessantly. Well it started beeping Tuesday night (Wed morning) around 3AM. Of course it woke the baby up and I had to get up and tend to him...I said Donte, that battery is dead so you need to change it in the morning. He gets up that morning and this fool presses the test button and EVERY alarm goes off in the house...(b/c they are linked together through the security system)...Syd isn't up yet so it scares the living daylights out of her. Obviously the beeping stops so he doesn't change the battery. The following night the dang thing starts that stupid beeping again (at 3AM) which wakes the boy up...so I have to get up and tend to him...I get him back to sleep but I stare at the ceiling until nearly 5 am b/c that beeping is driving me batty....it stops around 5:12 and I doze back off. THEN last night (this morning) around 3 it starts again! I finally say forget this isht I'm going to change it myself, but I'm going to make all the noise I possibly can because I've asked him to change this battery himself. So I get up banging around (Alex is crying) dropping stuff stomping down and back up the stairs...moving boxes around looking for the batteries...AND THIS NEGRO STILL AINT WOKE! I had to laugh inside ya'll b/c it was too funny...so anyhow, I find the battery and go back upstairs to Alex's room to change the battery...well I can't figure out how to get the thing off the wall and that ticks me off...so I punch the wall (he still doesn't even stir) then when I do get the thing off I drop it and apparently it's loud enough to wake him...and he comes in there looking all dazed talking about some "what are you doing?" I just looked at him...shook my head and said 'don't talk to me, go back to bed' I love me some Donte b/c the first thing he started doing was explaining why he hadn't changed the battery (including that he didn't hear me tell him to change it in the first place). Then after I feed my son he's still not satisfied and I go on a hunt for his pacifier. I KNOW where I put it last night for this very reason and I go to that spot...it's not there. I wake him BACK up and say "where is his pacifier?" He says "I saw Syd take it last night but I don't know where" I'm like "WHY do you all like to make this harder than it already is?!?" I look for the pacifier for about 5 minutes before he says, "Want me to go in Syd's room and get it out of her mouth?" I just stand in place in disbelief ONE b/c I just asked him where the thing was and TWO b/c he let this child suck on a pacifier not to mention her baby brothers. I contemplated waking her tail up too since we were in the middle of a family meeting at now 4AM but I was like naw, it's only going to make my life more miserable. I finally get my son to quiet down and get back in bed. OF course, I can't go back to sleep so here I am staring at the clock on my cell phone until about 5:30 when I finally drift back off to sleep...and then the alarm goes off at 6. *frown*