I'm not saying that my beautiful little baby girl has suddenly developed facial features in common with the scaly scientist Kaled, the cruel radiation victim who first breathed life into the Gallifreyan Timelord's arch enemies.
It's just that she has now happily settled into her Dalek-like baby walker-cum-activity centre and I can't get Kaled out of my mind.
Instead of phlegmy threats to exact revenge on The Other Two by "e-x-t-e-r-m-i-n-a-t- i-n-g" them, we get big gummy smiles from the middle of the room as Katie looks over at us looking over at her, all of us equally excited to see each other.
Even more amazing than a black hole is the fact that Katie will now sit alone for minutes at a time (trust me, that's a long time for such a clingy little thing) and seems to like nothing better than playing with the colourful switches and dials.
Maybe she's looking for her sonic screwdriver. Once there in her Ka-lek (geddit?) she also enjoys taking hold of her bright fluffy teddy bears, putting them in her mouth and giving them a great big, toothless bite.
And it's easy to tell how much she enjoys it because of the fuss she kicks up if any of the toys fall to the floor beyond her reach.
It's every bit as enchanting as watching Doctor Who travel the galaxy in his Tardis.
Simon Donohue
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