Woof!

Things have certainly felt great following the Baptism. We had so many supportive people come to stay, and so many people eager to meet Maddy. We were also overjoyed to find so many presents for her! I am afraid that we haven't kept up very well with who got us what, which makes it a little difficult to send out thank you letters. But I'm sure everyone will understand the pressures of new parenthood. Besides, it is Maddy's job to thank everyone, and at the moment she cannot communicate very well.

But by far the most perplexing and unsettling thing is the new 'presence' in our house since the weekend. We started getting suspicious when our cat got very up tight and panicky. Then came the strange growling sound. Then, looking among Maddy's presents, we find a very strange thing staring back at us:

Who is it? What is it? Where did it come from? More importantly, why would anyone give, to a vulnerable and impressionable child, such a wild and vicious thing of nature? With our lack of sleep and high levels of cortisol, we are finding it difficult to answer such questions. The only thing I recall (before the psychogenic fugue of post-Baptismal chaos hit me) is a name:

Colemanus Maximus

Luckily we are beginning to tame this foul beast (perhaps a Transformer?), and just about managing to keep it at arm's length from little Madeleine. Can my readers please shed some light on this mystery?

(Joanna Bogle would be ashamed of all these Blogger in-jokes)