Fire, What Fire?

Last night I put the kettle on (yes, the second kettle we've bought that only intermittently whistles), left the room, and forgot about it. Half an hour later, the smoke alarms went off. Twice.

Well, the kettle is ruined, which is probably for the best, because I can try yet another model.

Also, I've now verified that my kids will sleep right through a smoke alarm. It's actually a bit scary, and is a stark reminder of how much we serve as protector in our role as parent.