Remember the baby? Of course you all remember the baby.
Remember how, within an hour of her birth, I embarked on my campaign to inflict lasting psychological trauma by way of an affectionate nickname?
Cue evil laugh here. Because look what baby's had made for her: the Snorgle bib!
Her grandmother (not my mother, the other grandmother) has made her a Snorgle bib. Or a Snorgl bib, I should say, because there was something about leaving the e off to centre it properly. I don't know. Doesn't matter. It's still the same nickname, only now with a bit more of a tongue-swallowing sound at the end there, which may possibly be more appropriate, onomatopoeically. This means not only have I got my family calling her Snorgle, I've converted the in-laws!
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That is quite possibly the cutest thing I have ever seen. You go, Auntie!!!
*snortcackle*
You might as well start writing the Snorgl stories now. That's what you need, right now, of course. Another writing project. The more the merrier!