I love getting surprise visitors at the office. Nothing makes the day more pleasant. Well, except maybe permission to cut the day short — but that never seems to happen anymore.
Today’s little visitor gave me the gift of a few smiles and hearty high-five. In return, I handed down a stuffed animal which BoBo had when he was just a wee lad. He called him “noceros.” She loved everything about him except his name. He’s now called “rhino.”
He fit nicely into her little jack-o-lantern toy. I think he’ll be much happier in his new home. Happier than sitting on my shelf beside the photos of boys.
