He comes once every three months - that's four times a year. She knows him. She anticipates his arrival. She talks about him for days after he comes. She follows him, shows him toys and books, says his name dozens of times. Who is he?
He's the Bug Man.
He's precious with her. Always attentative. Always sweet. We're grateful to our "Bug Man" for keeping our household pest-free, but even moreso for being so great with our little girl. :)