I put a sign on my door today during nap time: "Do not ring doorbell. Baby sleeping." This is more for me and Z than for Harper, but you know...
Anyway, two young women salespeople stopped by and knocked. LOUDLY. I cringed in my chair while feeding Harper and waited for Z to wake up (he didn't, praise the Lord). Then, apparently in retribution for me not answering the door, they rang the doorbell and hurried off giggling.
If I didn't have an infant attached to my boob, I swear I would have run down the street yelling at them.
Okay, I have anger issues.
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1 comment:
My sympathies to you. All of us moms have some similar story to share. Can I gripe? Both of my kids are sick right now. Argh!
-Ann
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