Against all the odds and in a hair raising story a friends driver, Cruz and his wife were safely delivered of a baby girl last November. They named her Cinderella.
Cruz proudly invited us all to attend her Christening and we all made our way to St Thomas Mount Church in the searing heat. The church was packed, no A/C but there were alot of fans to waft the heat around a bit. The whole Mass and service was in Tamil and I think I managed to catch and understand about 3 words...Jesus, Disciple and Monday(?! maybe I didn't quite catch that one after all!) Despite us all rapidly dehydrating and glowing brightly the children were all very well behaved, but maybe that was also because so many of the congregation around us were paying them all SO much attention.
Here is the proud Mother in her beautiful Sari with the adorable Cinderella. We have only really been able to speculate on the choice of name, you don't like to appear rude by asking outright, but my friend and I surmised that after marrying and being disowned by their families (he converted from Muslim to Catholicism) and after 10 years of trying to have a baby and a hell raising pregnancy it all ended like a fairytale for them.
Ellie's take on the name was somewhat more pragmatic...
Ellie: What is the baby's name?
Me: Cinderella
Ellie: CINDERELLA? That's a princesses name. Is she a princess then?
Me: Errr well, not exactly.
Ellie: Look Mummy, Is Cruz a King? No. So he can't give his daughter a princesses name.
Me: Why not?
Ellie: Because he's NOT A KING and so his wife is not a Queen. Alright?
Me: Daddy calls you a princess sometimes.
Ellie: Yes, and I keep telling him...I'm a pirate NOT a princess.
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