Sunday, September 30, 2007
Dr. Gerber Baby, I Presume?
Originally, this post was supposed to be about everyone thinking James looks like the Gerber Baby and strangers in the store say, "Look at the Gerber Baby!" and he's a pretty, pretty boy et cetera et cetera. So, I was going to do a cute little photo side-by-side and went looking for an illustration of the Gerber Baby and guess what I discovered?
Jane Seymour is NOT the Gerber Baby.
Pardon moi, you say? It's an urban legend, apparently, and one that I've spouted at least five times and TWICE to my husband, who is really going to enjoy this. The Gerber Baby is actually Ann Turner Cook, an 80 year-old English teacher/mystery writer. What? Excuse me? Who HAS EVER heard of Ann Turner Cook?
See, normally I pride myself on my urban legend de-bunking abilities. For instance, your second cousin does not know the mother of a toddler whose stomach exploded from mixing formula and dog food. Did not happen. There is no, repeat NO, ground-up fiberglass in Carmex. And don't get me started with baby names. I read stuff on the Internet, okay? (Although, it is difficult to find the time these days...what with those endless calls from Mensa....and NASA....about Carmex.)
And I'm just sure-SURE-that I remember a television ad in the 90's with Jane Seymour and her miracle twins and some nonsense about her being the Gerber Baby. Did Dr. Quinn lie? To sell baby food? Shame on you, Medicine Woman, and your little blond Quinnlets, too. SHAME.
At any rate, James is indeed very pretty and I am apparently a spreader of urban legend. Clearly this is my comeuppance for being a smarty-pants. And for constructing completely inane blog posts.
As you were.