Regular readers may have noticed that my much-discussed granddaughter has not yet appeared in the visible world. She has lingered a few days beyond expectations in the original Happy Baby home that all of us once inhabited and that all of us have forgotten. It is said to be a place of perfect peace and fulfillment, such as any reasonable person would naturally be reluctant to leave. However, I have just learned that this weekend we will at last have the chance to welcome her into our own parallel universe and to begin the joyful task of helping her feel at home there too.