It was Kamerons first night home (Halloween). I had just put Kameron down in his basinette after his night feed and there was a knock on the door. I wasn't going to answer it cause I knew it would be trick or treaters, they knocked again and I still didn't answer, they knocked and just about broke the door down, so I flew to the door opened it and yelled blue bloody murder at a poor 5 or 6yr old about how inconsiderate he was and how I had just gotten my baby to sleep. I spent the next hour crying cause I yelled at the poor kid.

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