When I was little the smoke detector went off in the middle of the night (dead battery alarm - no fire). My mom rushed us out of the house, me, Dad, the dog, and ran around frantically searching for the cat for about 10 minutes, found him, and made us all stand in the driveway. After we realized there was no fire, I innocently asked, "Where's Stevie?". My mom had forgotten my 3 y.o. little brother, still asleep in bed. She still laughs and cries about it 25 years later.