Well, I can’t claim it’s our most cinematic outing with the video camera (to say the least), but I thought it would be fun to film Finn trying to capture the latest object of his “Get That In My Mouth” campaign–namely, dad’s hair.
Lately when I’ve had him sitting or standing on my chest, he makes a beeline for my face, then starts trying to gnaw the top of my head. In this vid you might notice that my hair is already wet from a few previous chomps. Fortunately, unlike with my face, he can’t break the skin up there!
Author: The Nack Daddy
Hot air & B-day pix
During our trip to Galena, my folks sprung for one of the most memorable birthday gifts ever: a hot air balloon ride over the Galena Territory & surrounding farmland. (Nothing says “birthday” like terrorizing livestock from above. :-)) Margot and I were joined by Ted and his girlfriend Stephanie on an absolutely picture-perfect evening–speaking of which, here’s a photo gallery (HTML).
The next night we celebrated my birthday & Finn’s arrival at home with the Nack clan and our friends the Roths. When Aunt Dolores and Uncle Louie met Finn in SF a month after his birth, I managed to forget our camera; now I had a chance to make up for lost time. So, Aunt Dolores, if you’re reading, hello. 🙂 Here’s the gallery (HTML).
As Margot mentioned earlier, we’ve just started offering Finn some solid chow. Man, he takes to that stuff like it’s his job! I captured a gallery of his first bites (HTML), as well as a little video from a follow-up feeding, below. My mom says that when she first offered me some solids, I lunged at the spoon. Now I know what she meant!
Bathtime & Foot Fun
Developments are coming fast and furious for our little squirrel-man. He’s now reaching very deliberately for things (to pop into his mouth, naturally)–things that somehow often happen to include pieces of M&D’s faces. We think he’s trying to disprove the saying that “You can pick your friends, and you can pick your nose, but you can’t pick your friend’s nose…”
He’s also developed a real taste for his Domendites, popping his little hind paws right into his maw. During bathtime Dad tried to get in on that action. 🙂 I’ve been running around with the camera, capturing what I can; here’s a little gallery (HTML) of the latest.
Little Dude, Big Uncle
Among the highlights of our trip was introducing Finn to his Uncle (!) Ted in person. Big T. in turn intro’d Finn to “Aunt Rose” and to the whole concept of “doggie.” In this little gallery (HTML) you can see all three interacting. I love Finn’s reactions and especially the last shot, where the small guy is looking up with some wonder at his ginormous uncle. I kind of think the three of them should go into business as CDS Partners — Colossus, Dachshund, and Squirrel, LLP. 😉
On Thursday we introduced Finn to a whole new tribe in Galena. Margot’s Uncle Lyman and Aunt Brenda drove up from Rock Falls and rendezvoused with their kids Brad and Kristan, along with Brad’s kids Nick, Kaitlin, and Mary. By sheer coincidence my cousin Alicia, her husband Fito, and their little rambler Alejandro were en route from Austin to Iowa and were able to stop by. Not to be outdone, Galena cousins Joe, Tom and Sarah Nack dropped by with Tom & Sarah’s little dude Gus (who got called for “roughing the Finnster–illegal use of hands to the face” ;-)). Here are the photos (HTML).
Carlin Family Adventures
On Tuesday we took the Finn-man on a whirlwind tour of our Chicago-based relatives (the four other “Carlin girls” and their families). We got to see a ton of happy, familiar faces, and despite having traveled for 12 hours the previous day and not having gotten to bed until after midnight, Finn was his usual charming self.
First up was Hackney’s restaurant (kind of a family institution), where we met up with Aunt Jane & Uncle John, Aunt Anne & Uncle Bill, Aunt Judy and Uncle Bruce, as well as my cousins Andrew, Amy, and Liz with their kids, and Andrew’s wife Katie. It was such a treat to see everyone, especially as Amy lives in North Carolina and just happened to be visiting. The small fry amused themselves eating fries, drinking kiddie cocktails, and bombing around the little clubhouse out back (much as their parents’/my generation did before them). Aunt Anne made Finn a wonderful Red Kitty, just like the one that was inseparable from his dad; Aunt Judy knitted beautiful hooded sweater (complete with puppy buttons!); and Aunt Jane gave Finn a sharp-lookin’ toddler outfit that he can grow into. Here’s a photo gallery (also available in smaller HTML form).
After we pitstopped at the hotel for a pretty harrowing, unsuccessful attempt at napping, we headed over to see the Nadile clan–my Aunt Mary Kay, Uncle Tedy, their kids Christine, Kelly, and Patrick, Christine’s four kids & husband Chris. We were treated to an impromptu performance from young Christopher’s band, and Finn scored a nifty, fuzzy little pirate ship (perfect for chomping). Here are the photos (HTML).
A face full of airbags
Finn was a dream traveler on our journey to and from Colorado, especially on the plane. The secret of his travel skills? He brings a his own travel pillow, built right into his face! Check it out:

Here’s hoping our little friend is such a good sport on Monday when we journey to Illinois, and especially next Saturday when we return late via a connection in Dallas.
The (Baby) Iceman Cometh…
Today marks the second installment of “Finn n’ Dad Batchin’ It”–flying bachelor-style while Margot flies north for the day to school bank nerds on… well, whatever it is she schools bank nerds on ;-). Just now the wee man went to bed, hopefully down for the evening. (This follows much outstanding cooing, mutual face petting, and general good times.)
This morning I took the squirrel to the doc for a pair of vaccinations. I know it’s insanely cliched & every parent thinks his child is a genius, but Finny seemed to know just where he was, to the point of derailing completely into nuclear-grade histrionics when I laid him on the table. After maybe 60 seconds, however (up to and including the shot), he clammed right up and remained as cool as a cucumber. The doc remarked that most kids keep screaming their heads off all the way out of the office, but Finn was a portrait in cool. I dub him The Iceman. 🙂
Finn backs the Irish & more
We’ve been enjoying the nice weather in the backyard with a little help from blankets made by Grandma Nack & Aunt Laura–the latter of which, shown here, features the Fighting Irish on one side and the Colorado Buffs on the other. Today Finn shows off his voracious chomping tendencies; hangs out with Dad; and goes “flying” on Mom’s knees in this gallery of more backyard fun (HTML).
Squirrelaphernalia
One perk of having tagged Finnegan as our “Squirrel” is the availability of tons of great squirrel-themed gear. This week the small guy donned a great new onesie featuring a little tree-dwelling dude playing the skins. Check it out! (I take it as a good omen that he managed to get through the day without a single change of clothes. Many days he’s despoiled his duds even before his morning nap.)
We’ve also scored some super-jazzy Rock Squirrel memo pads, soon to be pressed into service as the Captain’s Log in which we record Finn’s eating/sleeping schedule.
Finn is out*STANDing* in his field
Our amigo enjoys a little popping and locking with the Old Man. Can sessions of “Dance On My Chest*” be far behind? 🙂
*Formerly played with Uncle Ted, who at 6’4″ is just a bit too large for the game anymore.
Gimme Chicken!
We’re spending lots of time figuring out new ways to make Finn laugh. He seems to really enjoy funny noises, whistling, and being tickled on the belly. To that end, I have been giving him some “chicken”…which comes from a former colleague of mine who would ask you to hold out your hand, at which point he’d form his fingers into a “beak” and peck at your hand while saying “bok bok bok”. Since Finn can’t really offer me his hand very reliably, I give him chicken on his belly and his cheeks, which are guaranteed to elicit some big smiles and laughs.
How many pictures of Finn? “Hundreds!”
Our Finn-o is starting to anticipate more and more, and this naturally leads to good fun making him wait for some “zerberts” on the belly, then delivering the goods! Today we got in some laughs in the back yard. Enjoy. 🙂
A joke, as told by Finn
Knock knock!
Who’s there?
{scary-guy voice} GET IN MY MOUTH!!
😉
Follow up:
Knock knock!
Who’s there?
Get in my hands…
good, good…
{scary-guy voice} now GET IN MY MOUTH!!!
In short, getting stuff into his mouth is pretty much the singular punchline in the Finnster’s life these days. He reminds me of the goat speaking in an article on The Onion: “I bet you got a nice pant leg. Lemme chew a hole in it. I could chew it until you yanked it out of my mouth. If you don’t mind. I’m telling you, I could use a little something to chomp on…”
Storytime with Dad
In addition to taking evening walks, Margot & I really enjoy reading Finn all sorts of books. (I calculated that we’ve read Goodnight Moon easily 120 times by now!*) In this video I attempt to enthrall our little reader with tales of aerospace adventure. 🙂
* Each time, just to keep things fresh/be weird, I try to make a new reference to the illustrator’s smoking habit–one “cured” by Photoshop! (Margot is an eye-rolling good sport.)
Backyard Jamboree
With all the nice weather we’ve been having, we thought it was high time to introduce the Finnster to grass & What Lies Beyond the Gazebo. With the help of a nice blanket made by his Grandma Nack, the three of us cooled out in the backyard. Here you can check out the gallery (HTML)–featuring a little squirrel-fishing!
Finn n’ Mia
Hanging with the Huewises
Rocky Mountain “Jeeps”
Young Mr. Finn had a great time in Leadville with his grandparents (a.k.a. “GPs,” a.k.a. “Jeeps”). My mom brought In Grandma’s Arms, a book the two of them read together several times & that Margot’s mom read to Charlie. Here you can see a gallery (HTML) of some of the good times.

