Dinner has always been an ever-evolving play with Jack. Last night's was something of a dramatic comedy (does that exist?). It went something like this: Act 1: The Anticipation Justin: "Jack, are you ready for the big boy chair?" Jack: tired, hungry cries Justin prepares bottle. Jack sees bottle - his eyes widen and fussy cries turn to happy noises. Quick drinking ensues accompanied by eyeballing me and Justin to see what's next. Act 2: Time for dinner Jack eagerly takes half of the first course - Gerber's famous turkey with rice and veggies. This section is accompanied by lots of happy "hmmms" and a few short "AHs!" Act 3: No Focus As Jack starts feeling less hungry, his focus on eating wanes considerably. This quickly deteriorates to loud bursts: Jack: AHHHHHH! UHHHHHH! (translation: Daddy or Sydney, pay attention to me) Jenn: Hey Jack, can we get one more bite? Ok, we can slap the spoon and finger paint with the squash ins...