We need a "Do Not Disturb" sign for our door. Our door locks, but it won't stay shut if you push it hard enough.

Which kind of defeats the purpose of a lock.

After a long day, Hubby and I were trying to re-group before moving on with the evening activities. The Princess barges in. I tell her, "The door is closed, go out and do not come in my room again without knocking."

She starts to talk.

I sternly tell her to leave. She does; then knocks and we give up and let her in. She wants help memorizing her verses for AWANA tonight. We help.

She leaves; closes the door.

Drama Queen barges in. I firmly tell her to get out. She may not come in without knocking on the door. She talks. I tell her to leave.

She goes out and knocks. I say, "Come in."

She wants help with her verses. We help. She leaves.

Chicken Noodle Butt comes barging in. We order him out because he can't barge in and didn't knock. He leaves. Knocks. Comes in. Says he has the hiccups. I tell him to go drink water.

Another knock. Drama Queen again. More help with verses.

Another knock. Princess again. More verses.

Another knock. Chicken Noodle Butt again. Tattling. Just leave.

Another knock. Drama Queen again. We tell her not to come back until 5:25. She wants to know how long that is. I tell her 25 minutes; shut the door.

We've now forgotten what we were trying to talk about. All I can manage is that my eye hurts. (I somehow poked my eye with a comb this morning and managed to cut it. Yeah, I know; stop laughing.)

Scratching at the door. More scratching at the door. Even more scratching at the door.

At least the dog knows how to knock. We let him in. He's happy and asleep at the foot of the bed. So is hubby, only he's snoring, too.

It's 5:21 and I've got to push "publish" before they come back again in four minutes!