An Open Letter to Our Most Recent Visitor

Dearest Elizabeth,

Is it too much to ask that I address you as Lizzie? (How would that be spelled, with an ie or a y? Lizzie? Lizzy?)

Your visit this past weekend was simply delightful. You are a lovely house guest and my family and I more than enjoyed having you stay with us. The children especially liked having you around. You were never far from them, spending lots of time with the littlest ones. You make them laugh and were so very attentive to them.

We tried to provide you with privacy. It's a small house that we live in and I hope that your quarters weren't too cramped. That is why I left your door open so that you could feel free to wander around the house as you pleased. Not that there are that many places to go. We miss hearing your delicate feet as you walked across our hardwood floors. No one sounds quite like you. It was very thoughtful of you to bring your own towel. Completely unnecessary.

I hope that the meals I provided weren't too simple for your taste. I know you tend to be a bit, how can I saw this politely, picky? You have definite opinions on what you do and do not like. You were very gracious not to complain. That's more than I can say of my own children. I was surprised to find that you enjoyed Cheerios. Although you did tire of them quickly, forgive us, they are eaten in abundance here. Toby didn't mind sharing with you. I hope you didn't feel like a second rate guest when I served you chicken for dinner. I put those cuts aside especially for you because I know in some countries the fat is considered a delicacy.

I do have one small complaint I would like to address. I know it is quite cold outside and that the snow can be chilly. Was it necessary to pee right in the middle of our sidewalk? That might not have been exactly appropriate.

Despite that one embarrassing incident, we would love to have you visit again soon as it fits into your leisurely schedule. Our home is your home.

Kisses.

The Laundypile Family