Then the noise stopped, but it had woken up "T" and "A." "A" didn't dare get out of bed and just texted me that she was scared. The "husbird" went around the house trying to figure out what was going on and all he found was the remnants of eggs splattered all over the front of our house. We're not sure what all the noise was.
Whomever did it may have thought they were doing a harmless prank and that it was no big deal, but I see it differently. It makes me upset that they woke us up, scared my children, and made a mess of our house. Sure no one got hurt physically, but that doesn't make it okay or funny.
Maybe I should be laughing about it, but I'm not. Ever been egged? How did it make you feel?
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