Wednesday, July 24, 2013

No Soliciting


Who likes solicitors?

Not me.  Especially since having a wee baby in the house.  I never know what to say to get them to go away, but I don't want to be mean.  Our dogs go bizerk regardless of if the door is knocked or the doorbell is rung.  The chaos that erupts is just... Well, chaotic.

Last night, while Camden was rolling around in his crib trying to fall asleep, a friendly solicitor came a callin'.  I don't know what he was trying to sell but I knew I wasn't interested.

I swear that I thought Brock was going to jump through the screen portion of our door trying to tell this man to go away, but alas, he was contained.  The guy commented on how beautiful Brock was and then got right down to business.

"Is your Mom or Dad home?"

I was immediately offended and then the light bulb went off.  This was my chance to escape.

"Nope, my Mom and Dad are not here."


I am flattered that the solicitor thought I was a teenager, but seriously buddy.

I can't be sure, but I'm guessing he's not too successful in his solicitations.

Take Luck,

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