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