clang, clang, clang

Emmy was trying to get me out of bed this morning and I was a little reluctant - I just wanted to doze for another five (or twenty) minutes.

So she found herself a metal-cased pen and banged it against the metal bedside lamp. It made a clanging sound. She announced happily, "Mumma. It's a fire alarm. You have to get out of bed and go downstairs!..."