A surprise!

This is what greeted me when I walked out the front door this morning:

The following poem was stuck in the basket:

Little Black Z****

Little black baby left at your door
Little black baby will cry no more

Little black baby don't drop on her head

Little black baby come put her to bed

Little black baby a Z**** to be

Little black baby for a nominal fee

To whoever left this on our doorstep- thank you so much! It has made our day and it's so wonderful to know that people are supporting us!

**To those of you that know our last name the poem sounds better when you insert in the appropriate spot. For those that don't, sorry! *Z* is all you get!**