I Do Not Sell Eggs

Pearl asked to take a nap today.  She doesn't always take one anymore so I was excited.  I got her situated and then went in to work my magic on Axel.  I fed him and laid him down to sleep.  Double nap!!  I sat down to write and schedule out a couple blog posts.  After that I had plans to do some cleaning.

Then my doorbell rang.  My dogs started barking.  I got them to quiet down.  I assumed it was a package because nobody comes here during the day unless it's a package or Jehovah's Witnesses.  I prayed my kids would continue sleeping and opened my computer.  The doorbell rang again.  The dogs went nuts.  Both kids started crying.

I opened the door.  There was an elderly woman standing there.  She seemed annoyed that my dogs were barking at her so I closed them in the house.  Then she said "I heard someone on this street sells eggs.  I thought it might be you."  I was a bit stunned that my afternoon plans had crashed down because someone had this weird suspicion that I secretly sold eggs from my home.  Like a drug dealer.

I tried to not look annoyed.  "I don't sell eggs.  There is a house down the street that does.  They have a sign."  Like anyone who might want to profit off of their chicken's eggs...THEY HAVE A SIGN.  I don't because I do not sell eggs.

After she left, I tried to console Axel who was crying very loudly.  While doing that, I couldn't hear Pearl from her room saying she had to go potty.  Once I was done not getting him back to sleep, I went into Pearl's room and learned that she had pooped her pants.

So, I pulled out the sign that I do have.  I haven't used it in a couple weeks, but I guess it is necessary.  My sign says "Do Not Disturb Napping Children."  Maybe I should add to the bottom, "I do not sell eggs."

-Kira