My Eddie Haskell moment

The one irritation about Faith and Eric's pack of playmates is that the five kids from up the street will just open the door and walk into my house if I don't have it locked.  They seem not to be familiar with the concept of doorbells, or knocking.  The oldest girl always wants to come in the house and pet George all afternoon.  I have to chase her back outside to play with the others.  The next-oldest is always talking: "What's that?  How much did it cost?  Your house is messy.  Can I have that?"

Also, they address me as "Faith's-Mom."