Two years ago I woke up to Justin yelling, "Sarah, Sarah, FIRE!" It was pitch black except for the orange glow through the window. Our porch was on fire. Step one: get the kids outside. They were stunned, still half asleep huddled on our back concrete patio. The six year old kept the two year old from stumbling back to bed while the 8 year old held the crying newborn. Once they were safe, Justin unpinned the fire extinguisher and tried to dampen the flames. Step two: call 911. My phone couldn't connect to wifi to make the call, so while I t[...]