"Since we're going to be adopting," Monk told his wife, "I think we should agree on some guidelines"
"Guidelines?"
"Basic ideas of how we plan to raise her"
"Oh good idea. I'll start. I don't think we should let her cry it out. Babies cry for a reason"
"I totally agree"
"Okay," she said, "your turn"
"She doesn't date guys unless we meet them ahead of time and approve"
Trudy laughed
"I agree," she said, "but I think we have a long way to go before she starts dating... besides how do we know she'll date GUYS"
"Okay," Adrian said, "Your turn"
"Here's one," she said, "no hitting for any reason whatsoever"
"I definitely agree with that," Monk said, "hitting is just... EW"
"Well I'm glad that we agree on that," she told him
"If anyone wants to hold her they have to wash their hands"
"Does that include us too?"
"Of course," he said, "we're not immune to germs just because we're her parents"
"Okay," she said even though she didn't agree, "that's really important to you huh?"
"Keeping my daughter healthy... um let me think yes"
"Careful Mr.," she said laughing, "that sounded a little like talking back"
"Sorry," he said looking a little nervous
"Adrian I was kidding," Trudy told him
He signed in relief
"Good. I don't like water"
"I know," she said smiling
They were quiet for a minute and then she kissed him.
"Adrian," she told him, "I really appreciate that"
"I couldn't stand to see the sparkle go out of your eyes," he explained
"You put the sparkle back in my eye"
He rubbed her shoulders
"Come on," he said, "we should get going before I lose my nerve"