The indoctrination has begun

We decided that we won't pressure Trent. If he wants to be a Phillies fan, fine. If he wants to be a Red Sox fan, fine. If he wants to be both, fine. If he wants to root for a random team, we'll deal with it. If he wants to root for the Mets, Yankees or just not like baseball ... then our house will be a little less happy.

To that end, we decided we will try to keep things even between Red Sox and Phillies items in his room. Before he arrived, there was a Red Sox book and a Phillies book waiting for him.

And two weeks ago, he finally got his first garb. His aunt got him his first Red Sox tee. Literally. It says "My First Red Sox Tee." It will look great on him next year. He also got a teething towel. He's not yet teething, so I just dust his face with it to tickle him and get him used to the logo.

Shortly after he got his Red Sox shirt, one of Christine's colleagues got him a Ryan Howard shirt. It's a little big on him, but it's close enough to pose for a picture just like his Daddy.

Because of the shirt, Christine has dubbed Howard Trent's favorite player.

When we went to the game on Aug. 22, our first since Trent arrived , we wanted to bring him back a little Phanatic doll, but they only have big ones, and because they're not baby safe, we decided not to get one. Instead, we brought him back a Phanatic book - The Phillie Phanatic's Parade of Champions.

He seems to like it.

Now we just have to find Wally the Green Monster's account of the 2004 parade.

Tonight's games: The Phillies are off, but they were rebroadcasting Roy Halladay's perfect game. It started when Trent's bed time was approaching, so we didn't miss the beginning because we were taking a walk.

The Red Sox are off, too.