Well, it happens most days actually. I sometimes have seal children, or tiger children; once I had two small pilot whales running around the kitchen. But today it was penguins. Not sure what kind - Emperor I think, given the noise. They pitter pattered in the kitchen, swaying and honking as they struggled through an Antartic blizzard. It was too much for the littler one to cope with, and he had to stop for a rest on his daddy's feet. But they made it to the bedroom eventually.