Author: The Nack Daddy

Margot kids me for my “grandma stylings,” slinking around the house with a blanket over my shoulders. Finn spied me like this on a recent cold morning:

Finn: “Hey, I see you’re wearing a cape! I’m going to take it off you.” (proceeds to try)
Me: “No, but I’ll be cold!”
Finn: “It’s okay, Dad-O. I’ll just hug you to keep you warm.” (proceeds to wrap himself around my legs)

Heartwarming & leg-warming, all at once. 🙂

I interrupt our regular lad reportage to mention how proud we are of Mom-O & her ongoing race training! Today she blazed through the Go Green St. Patrick’s Day Run in nearby Los Gatos, en route to walking a half marathon on May 1st. Way to go, P! We’re so proud of you. (And thanks, by the way, to all our great family & friends who’ve contributed to Margot’s ongoing fundraising efforts on behalf of the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society!)

If Henry someday shoots, I dunno, let’s say President Boehner, people will ask, “Gee, did you ever see it coming?” And everyone who knows Hen will quickly answer, “Oh yes, that’s all he talked about: ‘Getboehner, getboehner, getboehner…!'” In other words, the G-Man gets *reeeeal* focused and obsessive.

Lately he’s utterly focused on garbage cans (pronounced “kahns!!”). For the last couple of weeks he’s constantly begged to go to the window (“Blue one! Black one! Wheels! Tip over! Oh *no*!!”), go outside to push, pull, and inspect cans (“Empty! Water! GarBAAZH!”), and generally discuss them at length. He was so sad when the neighbors finally rolled in their cans, mourning them like phantom limbs. When the baby monitor crackled to life this morning, “Kahns!!” was the first word out of his mouth. And after our little morning visit, he spotted Margot’s Kandinsky print (see above) and announced, “Kahns!!”

So, to any Secret Service folks who might end up reading this, just remember: Keep the kid stocked in Rubbermaid & we’ll have no problems!