Auntie Liz came to visit us this weekend. She hadn't been here 10 minutes when Graham "christened" her during a diaper change. I still don't understand how he can get that perfect arc up over his head, but the look on Liz's face was priceless and Graham's reaction to all the shreiking was even better.
We enjoyed a nice stroll during the fleeting warm spell Saturday, and even tried to feed the geese at the park (who apparently can't be bothered to try rye bread).
P.S. Liz, you left your "christening outfit" in the dryer; do you want us to mail it to you? :)