Micronaxx The adventures of Finn & Henry


Recent silliness

Finny enjoys an ice cream-induced "brain freeze":

Henry attends the Preschool of Rock:

Hans & Franz, The Next Generation:


S’more Camping Photos

Here's a little gallery of photos from last weekend's camping trip with our Pasitos amigos, including banana slugs, hiking, tent hijinks, and s'mores around the campfire.



Oh, hello there. 🙂


Headbangers Bawl

Yesterday morning certainly started off with a bang...and by that I mean Finny slamming his head into the edge of the car door as we were leaving for school. I had opened the car doors so all the boys had to do was come down the back steps, walk into the car, and buckle themselves in. Finny came bounding down the stairs, and ran for the car - not realizing the open door was pointed right at him. He ran straight into the edge of the door and then crumpled to the ground shrieking and gushing blood.

I was standing on the other side of the car when it happened, ran over to him, and picked him up. He was holding his forehead and his face was covered in blood. I shouted at John to grab some towels, and mopped Finny off enough to see the big, deep cut on his forehead. We jumped into action - all piling in the car with me pressing a giant wad of paper towels onto Finny's head. John got behind the wheel and drove us to the urgent care clinic just down the street (thank God!), while I tried to calm my panicked, crying, hyperventilating child (while his poor little brother looked on...). He dropped us off and we made our way into the clinic. John then proceeded to take Henry to school so he wouldn't have to witness all the chaos.

The crying and moaning and shrieking continued as I tried to fill out the required paperwork at the clinic. Thank God for the mom who was waiting there with her sick 6 year-old son. She came over and continued to press the towels to Finny's head while I filled out the seemingly endless paperwork on the clipboard. She took the clipboard back, and we were soon ushered into the exam room. I managed to keep Finny calm by just talking and talking and talking to him about whatever I could think of. As long as I was talking, he was ok. I explained everything the nurse and doctors were doing while he got his vitals taken and they examined the cut. Luckily, it was just shallow enough to avoid stitches (Finny worriedly asking "Will they put my head under a sewing machine?!").

John reappeared with the Leomarans just as the doctor was about to patch Finny up. Finny squeezed them (and Dad-o's hand) tight while the doctor cleaned up the wound, squeezed the edges together, and put Dermabond (superglue for skin!) on it. Within a couple minutes, the glue was dry, he had a fresh bandaid on his head, and we were ready to go. The little boy and his mom who helped us out in the waiting room peeked in to see how Finny was doing, and I gave the mom a GIANT hug, thanking her for her help.

We went home and I kept an eye on my boy just to make sure he didn't show any signs of a concussion. We watched a movie and went to the grocery store and car wash, and I kept wondering why we were getting all these strange, empathetic looks from people around us. I mean, Finny just had a bandaid on, it's not like his entire head was wrapped in gauze! It was only as we were standing in line at the grocery checkout that I realized we both still had our bloody clothes on! No wonder we were getting weird looks!

After a long afternoon nap, Finny seemed to be feeling much better, despite the big knot on his head. I think the only thing that's really damaged is his vanity...he was very emphatic that he did not want to go back to school because he didn't want Magdalena to see him with the bandaid on his head! And he didn't want to go out for sushi and have the sushi ladies asking about what happened, either. I told him he could disguise it with a hat, and he'd be fine. We did go out for sushi, and he'll be seeing Magdalena and his other amigos at school tomorrow.


Acampar Con Mi Mejor Amiga

This weekend marked our first camping trip of the season - and unlike last last summer's all-dude foray, all four of us went. We even got ourselves our own tent and sleeping bags (last year we borrowed everything). This trip was with a bunch of families from our preschool, Pasitos, so the guys were surrounded by their school amigos, and we got to know some of the parents a little better.

The boys had been anticipating the camping trip for weeks & were ready to hit the road as soon as they woke up Saturday morning. They couldn't wait to sleep in the tent, have a campfire, and make s'mores. And our Finny couldn't wait to hang out with his best friend Magdalena. He reported that Magdalena's family had a huge tent so there would be plenty of room for him to sleep in there with them, and that he and Magdalena had already worked out the details.

When we arrived on Saturday morning, we were just in time to join the gang on an easy hike in the woods. We were surrounded by huge, beautiful redwoods, steep ravines, and a clear blue sky. We encountered five banana slugs, saw (and ate) teeny tiny wild strawberries, and saw some neat hollowed out redwood stumps that looked like little houses. Finny and Magdalena held hands for almost the entire mile-long hike - Magdalena tugging Finny along when she wanted to get up to the head of the pack. Finny even dubbed Magdalena's dad, David, the "hike chief" since he was the one leading the way.

The boys spent rest of the afternoon running around the campground and playing with their buddies, and helping us get our tent and sleeping bags set up - right next to Magdalena's, of course. They also participated in a little scavenger hunt with Dad-o (find a spiky plant, touch some rotting wood, listen for a bird). In the evening, there was a cookout, a campfire, and s'mores.

We cleared the Finny/Magdalena sleepover with Magdalena's parents, and all the kids got in their PJs. David read the kids a story in their tent, then they all came to our tent where John entertained them with some campground T.A.L.B. And to top it off, Finny offered to let Magdalena sleep with Leo! Now that is a true act of friendship. She did indeed sleep with the #1 buddy, while Finny slept with Big Lion, Cuddly Buddy, and the Leomarans. Hen slept in our tent. After some best friend chittychat, everyone fell asleep.

This morning, Finn and Magdalena woke up and totally entertained each other for quite awhile before the rest of us were ready to wake up. The two of them were pretty inseparable the entire time - it was totally adorable. Finny was actually really broken up about leaving the campsite today and missing his best friend (even though he will see her at school tomorrow!) - already asking when we can have her over for a playdate or go camping with her family again. This is the first really good buddy Finny has ever had - and he is already talking about how much he'll miss her when kindergarten starts next fall (she is going to a different school). It was really fun to see the guys enjoy camping so much, and to see Finny hang out with his best buddy.


Was Lost, But Now Am Found (The Leo Story)

Given that Finny is over 5 years old, it's sort of surprising that until last night, he'd never spent the night without his constant companion, Leo. As you know, we've spent those 5 years working diligently to ensure that Leo never got lost, which, in fact, worked a little too well and now Finny has 3 Leos in action: the Original Leo, and the two Leomarans, each of which magically appeared at some point.

Even so, there have still been many many cumulative hours logged looking for the various "lost" buddies - at home, in the car, in the basement, at preschool, etc. To prevent buds from being left behind, we've developed a standing rule for ourselves when buddies come with us on outings, which goes a little somethin' like this: "Buds in the car, buds in the car. Lookin' like a FOOL with your buds in the car!"

Well, yesterday, the boys flaunted the "buds in the car" law, and Leo was mistakenly left behind at our nanny's four year-old granddaughter's house. We did not discover his absence until it was almost bedtime, so after Finny had a brief meltdown (but I can't sleep without him! I've never gone to sleep without sucking on his tail!!!), Yvonne called Jessie's mom, who committed to bringing Leo back this morning before we left for school. I told Finny that Jessie would take good care of him, and Leo would get to enjoy his first sleepover, which is pretty exciting when you think about it!

I think Finny was so tired from a big exciting day with Yvonne that he fell asleep as soon as I turned out the light, snuggled amongst his other buddies. I didn't hear a peep about Leo at all! And, as promised, Leo was delivered, well-rested and happy, to his ecstatic and grateful human companion, this morning at 8 a.m.


A new perspective on gardening

Why hello there, Henry. 🙂


Porch Luncheon

Will there come a time when the sight of any construction activity doesn't hold our boys in its total thrall? Yeah, and much sooner than we'd like, I'm sure. For now, though, they remain transfixed by things like our neighbors Long & Suzanne getting a new lawn put in. It provided a whole weekend's worth of entertainment, as you can glimpse below:


Al Smith

This past Sunday, the four of us headed out to Santa Cruz to experience something called "Al Smith Day" at the Swanton Pacific Ranch. Our acquaintance from the San Jose History Park, Motorman Erik, hipped us to this special event. Once a year, the Swanton Pacific Railroad, which runs through the ranch (both owned by Cal Poly University), is opened to the public for train rides, tours, live music, and BBQ. As soon as Erik told us about it, we knew we couldn't pass it up. (Turns out Al Smith is the Cal Poly alum who gave the ranch to the school & created the railroad.)

The train & tracks are small-scale, like what you'd expect in a mine. They have both steam and diesel engines at work, and have built a really cute little yellow train station where you board. Cal Poly's got a very active group of train enthusiasts who refurbish engines, and maintain the cars, roundhouse, and sheds. These guys range in age from 13 to late 80's. They were all happy to talk our ears off about the various engines, track machinery, and assorted gear. Needless to say, the boys were fascinated. We spent lots of time in the round house checking things out (including a tiny ore car!) before heading out on the actual train ride.

Finn and Henry had a blast playing "conductor" and "snack man" in our little enclosed car during the ride. After the ride, we watched some guys from the Cal Poly logging program chop wood with various sharp implements. We also toured some parked full-scale cabooses, listened to the live bluegrass music, and enjoyed our BBQ in the beautiful sunshine. It was a great day, and we were thrilled to get in on the secret! Here's a little gallery of our train-tastic adventure.


Battle of Wills: Gazebo Edition

Oh man... Finny loves to harass me when I try to use my computer, phone, or iPad when he's around (because, naturally, I should be giving him my strict attention 100% of the time!). This weekend, instead of whining, he took a craftier approach.

Knowing that we're proud when the boys read letters and numbers aloud, he started reciting the long (and deliberately silly) string of digits printed on the lid of my computer. By the time I captured the video below, he'd already repeated them over and over for minutes on end:

Soon enough I cried "uncle!" (or was it "son!") and shut my laptop. You win this round, blondie. 😉