The Visitor

We have a visitor here in our groovy love pad. She eats all our fruit (bananas especially the litte monkey) most of the chicken pie and a good helping of our homemade pizza. She makes my girls squeal in delight while they invent new fart jokes. She has been made an honourary child by the girls as they have christened our guest with Sir Rex the Very Large (our biggest stuffed animal) who, in his german shepherd ways, protects the throng. I could go on, but here's the summorized version. We have a visitor who shines in an already glowing home. It's a good mix.