Mae asked me to be the godmother of The Boy With No Name!

It's all right that they haven't thought of a name yet*, because the baby is only being born in October. Also, emma m was telling me the other day about someone she knows whose baby is a month old and who still doesn't have a name. Also, when we were horrible teenagers we knew this guy called Aaron who was only named that when he was two. Before that he was just called The Baby. It's terrible that after all that, his mum clearly just opened the baby name book and chose the first name in there.

so it's going to be the best thing ever being the godmother. I bought him some tiny stripy pants the other day with pockets in. Me and Roms had nice chats about what could go in them.

1. His money
2. His little plastic spoon.
3. His own little fists.
4. His spade
5. His chicken drumstick
6. His magazines

The last two are evidence based. From our experience of ourselves and of other babies we have seen in our lives, we have concluded that a baby's best things are chicken drumsticks and tearing up magazines. I'm so excited to test this out on my own godson.





* They have actually thought of and then scornfully and swiftly rejected MILLIONS. Everyone is still playing that name where you go through the baby name book and go oh god imagine naming your baby this. You could call it anything in the whole world and yet you settled on Gus.