Esmee Gets a Name

Esmee day was next. Faye had saved up a "Naming Ceremony" for her and she has asked us to be her guardians. Which is nice. Worrying, but nice. In a nice way. But a bit strange.

Still you must agree that we represent the absolute zenith of parenting skill and ability, mustn't you, and that's obviously the reason that Faye has seen fit to bestow this singular honour upon us.

The ceremony itself was held at Martlesham Village Hall, a sulubrious edifice next to the green awash with little feet, big feet, and buffet food. Nicole cooked up some interesting tarts. I ate lots of chocolate.

There were family dynamics. There were speeches. There was eating and drinking. There was playing. There was precious little ceremony.

Top line of the day: "We're here to welcome Esmee into the family. She's a beautiful child but far from perfect..." That's not verbatim by the way... but you could hear those jaws bounce off the floor.

We adjourned to Sam and Tom's place afterwards so Eloise could play with Amelia.

That's all I remember.