My man has challenged just about every baby in church to a stare-down contest. He is the undefeated champion, despite facing dozens of worthy competitors. His most recent victory was this past Saturday night when we had company for dinner. Stella didn't stand a chance, though I doubt she knew the level of success John has experienced in such a sport. I thought her leg fat rolls would distract him, but he sailed past them like a pro! If Baby Stare-Down evolves into a Summer Olympics event as we are hoping, John will become a very popular man indeed. Except for with the deflated parents of the babies. They probably won't like him very much. Luckily for him, I like him enough to make up for their disapproval.