Thursday, November 23, 2006

Thanksgiving Dinner

Earlier in the week, the doctor gave us the green light for starting solids. We decided to wait until today and let Garrett have a little holiday snack. So, around noon, we put him in the high chair, gave him a spoon of his own to hold on to (because I've heard that these things encourage good table manners) and busted out the rice cereal. The verdict is in. Garrett is a food loving hog. Of course, the first bite came back out all over his face. However, once he realized that it was intended to be swallowed, he started opening his mouth up like a little bird, just waiting for the next blessed bite. Apparently, like his mother, he's just a little more than slightly fond of food.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Partnership (or...maybe...not)

MR. CRUISE: Hey, chick from Dawson's Creek, can I dance on Oprah's couch whilst confessing my undying love? And then will you have my baby?

GIRL FROM DAWSON'S CREEK: Yes.

MR. CRUISE: Silently and without an Epidural?

GIRL FROM DAWSON'S CREEK: Um...

MR. CRUISE: I SAID SILENTLY!

GIRL FROM DAWSON'S CREEK: Okay. But, can I please have the Epidural? Please?

MR. CRUISE: I guess.

GIRL FROM DAWSON'S CREEK: Then, I guess. Sure.

MR. CRUISE: Did you say Suri? (PAUSE) Excellent name. Let's use it.

GIRL FROM DAWSON'S CREEK: What?

MR. CRUISE: Exactly.

GIRL FROM DAWSON'S CREEK: Um, ok. But just so you know, I'm Catholic.

MR. CRUISE: You're a Scientologist now.

GIRL FROM DAWSON'S CREEK: No, I'm...

MR. CRUISE: I SAID YOU'RE A SCIENTOLOGIST NOW!

GIRL FROM DAWSON'S CREEK: Okay.

MR. CRUISE: Oh, by the way, you go by Kate now. It sounds much more sophisticated than Katie.

GIRL FROM DAWSON'S CREEK: But I've always been Katie.

MR. CRUISE: You've also always been Catholic and we've taken care of that little problem. Now you are Kate.

GIRL FROM DAWSON'S CREEK: Okay.

MR. CRUISE: Here is your wedding dress, I've had it designed especially for you.

GIRL FROM DAWSON'S CREEK: Oh...really...see...I...kinda...always wanted to pick out my own dress.

MR. CRUISE: Oh, well, it's been done. Now you can spend all of your time brushing our daughter's hair instead of looking for wedding dresses.

GIRL FROM DAWSON'S CREEK: But (PAUSE) that (PAUSE) was (PAUSE) really (PAUSE) important (PAUSE) to (PAUSE) me.

MR. CRUISE: (PETTING HER HEAD) There, there. (PAUSE) Now, I know that you wanted some Catholic traditions in our wedding but I've taken it upon myself to write a strictly scientologist ceremony. Boy. I bet your folks are going to be pretty mad.

GIRL FROM DAWSON'S CREEK: But, I thought we agreed that a combination of Catholicism and Scientology would be good.

MR. CRUISE: Oh yah. We did. But um...I AM Tom Cruise and you ARE just that girl from Dawson's Creek.

Sunday, November 5, 2006

Hercules

You do really weird things when you have a baby. For example, who woulda known a year ago that I'd be sitting in my office holding my almost four month old and saying over and over again in a really high pitched voice, "Hercules. Hercules. Hercules. Hercules." You see last night they said something about him on television and I bounced a crying Garrett on my hip and said, "Hercules" in a really high pitch. He immediately stopped crying and gave me a huge grin. Now, every time I do it, he flashes a giant smile and darn near cackles. Which, in turn, makes me do it over and over and over and over. Sometimes life doesn't need to be complicated.