It's the first time I've met my second cousin Rupert. He's pretty cool. Always smiling. They call him 'Roo' for short. I don't really have a nickname yet. We both were on our best behaviour during the service. We had a barbecue at Rupert's place afterwards, took lots of family photos and then headed back up the hill for another barbecue.
I had a good sleep in the car and was really hungry when it came time for tea. I ate all the food mum brought, and was still hungry, so I cried. And cried. A lot. There were lots of people around, so mum grabbed the closest bit of baby-friendly food on the table; a wedge of watermelon, and shoved it in my mouth! It quietened me down, and I seemed to really like it. Like a cold, fruity, soft rusk.
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