Visitors by the bushel

Apparently my house is the hitching post, so to speak. By that, I mean that we get lots and lots of visitors...and I love it. I have a handful of people who would argue that our guest room is their own personal room away from home, and I wouldn't have it any other way. In fact, if I had it my way, we'd have at least one visitor at least once a week.

And this week, we've had lots.

First there was this one, who stopped by for a waytooshort sort of visits.

And then today, this one, who needs to come back way more often.

And of course, these two, whom I met for lunch....

although I'm not sure you can call it lunch seeing as how I didn't eat.

And ladies-- watch yourselves. He's spoken for by a certain six-year-old who lives in my house and calls me Mom. And although there is quite the age difference-- hey, it works in Twilight, right? :)

And then today, we had a super special visit from this one...

...whom I promise isn't nearly as scary as she looks. In fact, the only thing scary about her is how much she's like ME.

Her visit today was extra special because as a result of her visit, we will have a SUPER SPECIAL visitor tonight:

THE TOOTH FAIRY!

That's right, folks, as a result of Rachel's mad tooth pulling skills, le tooth fairy will be making her premier debut at our house this evening.

Exciting stuff, exciting stuff.

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And come back soon, because I feel a rambling coming on about the holidays, and movies, and shopping, and whatnot. See you then? It's a date.