One size fits all?

Olivia in the great mother-ease washable cotton nappy "birth-to-potty-training" system. It has many snaps and folds to make it fit "all" sizes from birth to a rather large baby, but somehow I suspect they didn't have 32-week babies in mind when they said "birth", so we're fattening her up just as fast as we can so we can make use of this great invention.

Not much to tell about today, except that we're very excited because Betsey, Michael, and Olivia's cousin William have arived in England and will be coming to Cambridge sometime later this week or next. Olivia's first cousin visit! William's about 6 months old now, and something like 5 times her size (Weight-wise anyway...).

Oh, one more milestone! I officially went down to the "Shire hall" and registered Olivia's birth. It's funny, but it seemed a bit wild to be recording the kinds of details that later geneaologists might be looking up. I thought of some of the geneaology research that has been done in the family, which incidentally gave rise to Olivia's middle name "Oaksford". They are a branch of Suzanne's family, the link to which was found by Grandma Barb, leading us to meet the Mills, Suzanne's fourth cousins, who live south of London. Roger (Mills) also researches geneaology, and has given us a (rather large) family tree showing, though the Oaksfords, his relationship to Suzanne. It's all fascinating.

But that was a (long, sorry) digression on the fact that Olivia now has a birth certificate. And I signed it in "registrar's ink" which apparently does not fade with time and can be chemically proven to be genuine. Pretty wild.