I paused on the Style channel, watching Naomi Campbell's evolving runway outfits for about 2 minutes. After that, I got fed up with the excess and clicked up a channel using the remote. The next channel up is Animal Planet. I went directly from someone putting makeup on a supermodel to two babboons lip-to-lip, picking bugs off each other and kissing. Seeing the animals care for each other was not only funny, but it also helped overcome the superficialness of the Style show.

On a completely different note, at dinner tonight our four-year-old prayed. It was a long prayer, with thanks for everything that passed through his mind. Then he prayed, "Thank you that we're free, that we can live and that we can die."

Yesterday he prayed that he didn't have to eat "those round things that I don't like, those circle things (with our eyes still closed and heads bowed, someone quietly and reverently suggested, "tomatoes?") yes, thank you that I don't have to eat po-po-pomatoes. Thank you, because I don't like pomatoes."

Amen?