The video is a little slow to get going as Henry makes a noble attempt at proto-crawling. Soon enough, though, big brother Finn offers his frank assessment of what to do with the G-Man once the little guy is of age. π
Random awesomeness o’ the day
Finn-O looked down & spied a Thomas the Tank Engine toothpaste tube in the tub tonight, occasioning this fun little exchange:
F: “Thomas down there!”
J: “That’s Thomas down there?”
F: “Floating around!”
J: “Floating around?”
F: “Knew that… Finny knew that!”
“Show the Boy!!”
Well, even if I can’t make it to the gym anymore, at least I can launch a little ~35lb. beast into the air a few times to get tuckered out. π
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone. We had a ball today with our lads. First Finny & Dad-O went on a secret mission to score Mom some flowers plus her favorite dessert: red velvet cake! Finn got so wound up from the cake, he was literally bouncing up and down on my leg saying “Boing-a Boing-a Boing-a!!” as we video-chatted with the Liggett GPs. And after dinner, when he heard me mentioning the cake to my folks, he shot me a serious look and said, “Eatitagain!”
Somewhere in the midst of this we took Henry on his first trip to “Rolly slide park” & had “Dueling Snackers” in the kitchen, brandishing hot dogs & squirreling away grapes. Here are our pix (HTML).
A brotherly peck on the noggin
Finn has always been great about giving the “G-Man” a smooch on the head at bedtime, and here I’ve caught him in the act:
Henry Nack, human laugh factory
If this doesn’t make you smile, I don’t know what would. π
Ham in the Tub
Here are some shots (HTML) from Finny and Henry’s first bath together in the tub! Both boys were really enjoying themselves, much to our delight. I honestly thought it would be like tossing two cats into a pool–lots of fighting and tears!
Clad only in a bubble bath goatee, we think Henry resembles a tiny, infantile Colonel Sanders. He sampled the seafood (purple Octopus cup), and tried on a bubble mohawk, which Finny proceeded to “shave” with a small tube of toothpaste. Dad-O proclaims the brotherly antics “Dynamite!”
…More Tests Required
Today was Henry’s appointment with the pediatric urologist at Stanford Medical Center’s Children’s Hospital. We had to take all the records and reports from his prior ultrasounds and X-ray so the specialist could check everything out. The doctor and his resident were both incredibly nice and gentle, and were very attentive to both Henry and I. They answered all my questions and gave as thorough an explanation as they could concerning Henry’s condition.
In a nutshell, Henry needs a couple more tests before the doctor will be comfortable giving a definitive diagnosis of his kidney condition. Right now it’s just known as “megaureter,” which is a general term for inexplicably enlarged kidneys and ureters. Henry will have another X-ray test, called a Mag 3, which is designed to show whether his ureters are blocked (thereby indicating a physical impediment to the flow between kidney and bladder) or unblocked (which could indicate a malfunction with the musculature of the ureters). The doc said that if they’re not blocked, the situation eventually will resolve itself without the need for surgery. If they’re blocked, at some point surgery will be needed to remove the blockages, but we’d wait until he’s older to do that. In the meantime, we keep him on the antibiotic, do the tests this coming month, and then see the doc again in March to see what the tests show.
For his part, Henry was an absolute doll the entire morning. The appointment was smack in the middle of his normal naptime, but he slept in the car both ways, and was happy and calm for the duration of the consultation. Oh, and he was in love with the adorable baby he kept glimpsing in the mirror at the end of the exam table :D. And big kudos to the Children’s medical center–the facilities are so nice, welcoming, well-lit, and kid friendly, it is very easy for everyone to be at ease while they’re visiting.
SuperBabyBowl
Yesterday (Superbowl Sunday, for folks overseas) our pals Tom & Sarah brought their lovely little Harper (10.5 months) over for a visit. She and little Henry had a good time on the playmat, and she was especially patient as he started making some “illegal use of hands,” tugging on her shirt & trying to get some attention. The poor guy got rejected by the lady, and you can see he wasn’t entirely thrilled about that! No harm done, though.
Too bad our big linebacker Finn slept through all the proceedings, waking up just as the Hogarties got in their car. Ah well; here are the pix (HTML).
Dental Onslaught
Tiniest. Boca. Ever.
Somehow in my mind, I hear Lady Gaga singing, “Ta-Ta-Ta-Teething Faaace…” Our little SuperHen has developed a whole variety of facial expressions to complement his newly arriving chompers (we’re on the verge of six!). My favorite is the one at left:
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In remotely-possibly related news, the G-Man is experimenting with tongue clucking, and whenever I join in, he takes notice & seems to recognize that we’re speaking the same “language.” It reminds me of how Finn and I started coughing back and forth (video) at roughly the same age.
23 Skidoo
Old Man Finnegan is officially just one month from turning “The Deuce” (!). Don’t tell him, but Mom-O has scored a whole set of great Thomas gear for his upcoming party.
Speaking of trains, “Engineer” pretty constantly insists on referring to each member of the family by our railroading handles:
- Finn: Engineer
- Dad-O: Conductor
- Mom-O: Caboose
- Henry: Little Freight Car
- CoCo: Station Master
He’s way into rattling off crazed, run-on compound sentences like “Engineer and Conductor hang out in the Thomas tunnel and Caboose and Freight Car in the TV room!” Β Super good times.
And now, Finn tries to tear Dad’s arm off…
Man, this is what I get for slacking off on the gym: My physique has deteriorated to the point where Finn believes he can tear my arm off & is willing to give it the ol’ college try!
January Jubilee
January came and went in the blink of an eye! We’ve got a serious backlog of photos, so we’ve put together a little gallery (HTML) of miscellaneous goings-on from last month. The rain kept us inside quite a bit, so the camera was always at the ready. Highlights include:
- Henry sitting up in the bath
- Rocking chair storytime with Mom-o
- The boys doubling up in the new 2-passenger stroller
- Assorted “Finny the Carpenter” hijinks
- Henry’s first meal in a high chair
- Finny and Mom-o reading about eBay
- Blue Play-Doh elephant snoots
- Everyone in hoodies while we wait for the furnace repair guy to show up
- And assorted smooching, relaxing, and “kickandalo” in the living room
“Hey, baby, check out my playmat…”
Just some typical Thursday evening foolishness at Casa de los Nacks:
Finnegan’s Rainbow
Leprechauns, Unite! π

The four of us were treated to a spectacular double rainbow on Saturday. Clearly our little Irishman got a kick out of it, saying “Pot o’ gold over by Adobe!” The light show provided a nice recollection of the rainbows that decorated our wedding.
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“Yep Yep Yep Yep, EE-Bay, EE-Bay…”
More often than not, Finn wakes up happily chattering in his room. It can be fun to listen for a couple of minutes via the baby monitor, trying to figure out what he’s saying.
He really seemed animated the other day, so I poked my head in and asked, “What’s Finny talkin’ about?” Without missing a beat he replied, “Yep yep yep yep, happy happy boing boing, eBay, eBay, eBay!!“ Why yes, son, we’re all very happy that Mom has a job, but–Ah! I realized he was referring to this bit from Sesame Street, one of our near-daily favorites. Β Here’s a later re-enactment.
Transitions
This past week marked my first week back to work, and I’m happy to report that the boys were fabulous for the nanny all week. Knowing that they were in good hands and having fun made my hours at the office, away from the boys, stress-free. They both napped well, played well, and behaved themselves on all fronts. Whew! Finny’s been having a bit of a rough time going to sleep at night, and we think it’s because he’d like to spend more time with Mom-o and Dad-o since we’re both now away a large part of the day. My singing the “Personal Penguin” song to him in his darkened room seems to put him at ease.
This coming week marks our big nanny transition. Carol (a.k.a. Coco) has recuperated from her back surgery, and is coming back full-time as of Feb. 1. This week she’ll be job-sharing with Laurie, who’s been filling in for her since October. Hopefully this will make the transition a bit smoother for the guys–they can refamiliarize themselves with Coco, and Coco can get up to speed with the day’s rhythms, playgroup schedule, etc. And we will miss Laurie, who has been so good to the boys. She is moving back to San Diego with her daughter and granddaughter at the beginning of February.
Other small things of note from this week: Henry had his first official high-chair meal when we went out for pizza yesterday. He’s now stable enough to stay upright on his own in the chair! And Finny has started referring to himself as “Big Goonie” instead of “Binny”. That little guy is as sharp as a tack. When Dad-o pointed to a vehicle in one of his books and said “What’s that?”, expecting the answer, “bulldozer,” Finny replied “That’s a bulldozer scooping sand in the desert!” Why yes, yes it was!
Leo is My Sous-Chef
Tired: Just stuffing Veggie Booty into one’s mouth.
Wired: Having Leo do the stuffing!




