It's official, I've been christened.

No, not like a luxury liner with pomp and circumstance and a bottle of Crystal. Instead, I've officially been christened by my six day old daughter. Many of you have told me, "You're lucky you have a girl; boy babies often spray their parents when their diapers are changed." Well, I'm here to tell you that the physiological differences did not dissuade my determined daughter for accomplishing the same feat. At long last, apparently, we have gender equality in the nursery. :P