If this doesn’t make you smile, I don’t know what would. 🙂
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!” Â 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! 😀

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. Â 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!
SuperHen!
Join us again, won’t you, for another trip through the Not-So-Secret Nack Family Decoder Ring! Â Recent additions to our weirdo canon:
- Meat Cigars: Finn & Mom-O have devised a new snack consisting of rolled-up turkey slices that hide a delicious cream cheese payload. Â These double at fun–and completely ineffective–telescopes. Â Fair warning, though: that usage tends to result in a toddler with a case of Cheesy Eyeball.
- Beating Sticks: Oh, this one will be hard to explain in mixed company someday. Â On weekends, Finny & Dad-O like to go to “Traintrack Park,” grab fallen tree branches, and chase each other around with them. My playful threats to “beat that butt!” have led Finn to ask for “Mo’ beating sticks!”
- Dipit Cheese: Pretzels being “dipits,” cream cheese (into which they’re dipped) is now “dipit cheese.”
- Delicious Pocket: That’s how the big guy says “Tlaquepaque,” the name of the Mexican restaurant down the street. Â Now we can’t drive by without him pointing out, “Delicious Pocket sign! Â Delicious Pocket wagon!”
- Bonk: Finn-ese for “Cheers,” as he noted during our Thanksgiving toast.
- OhJeez: Over Christmas break, Finn grabbed some toilet paper and started tearing it with gusto. “Dad-O say ‘Oh Jeez!,'” he was delighted to report. Â From there it was “Do mo’ OhJeez; Mo’ OhJeez in the crib!” Â It was all fun and paper-pulverizing games until Mom-O found a shredded pile stashed beneath his bed.
- GatoDipes: Not to be left out entirely, little Henry has upgraded to new, heavy-duty “GatoDipes”–the better to contain his newly crib-wasting bladder!
Bonus: Here’s a little taste of OhJeez. (No real mystery about Margot’s lack of enthusiasm for the practice. ;-))
In the Blink of an Eye
The past week has been a big one in terms of developmental leaps for both boys. It’s so fascinating to watch both of them do things that they couldn’t, or hadn’t, just days ago. In the blink of an eye, so many things have changed!
Henry: Has started supporting himself in a sitting position! He’s working so hard to keep his little back straight and his head held high. He’s also very aware of when he is being left alone, even for a few seconds. He protests quite audibly when he sees his companion(s) exiting the room, and he has his eyes trained on us when we’re moving around or talking. He’s started eating some veggies in addition to his gruel–I mean cereal. We joke with Finn that if he could talk, Henry might say “More peas, please!”. His wakeful periods between naps are lengthening out, and we’re no longer doing four shortie naps per day, we’re down to either 2 or 3 almost-decent ones! If he’s like his mom, the full tummy definitely helps with sleeping.
Finn: Instead of “Finny the Carpenter” or “Finny the Engineer” we have started calling him “Mr. Independent Play.” This is such a wonderful and sudden development. Almost literally overnight, Finn went from needing constant playtime participation and companionship by one of us, to venturing out completely on his own and having his own private adventures. We realized something significant had changed when we were able to eat brunch and chat with our friends for almost an hour while Finn kept himself completely entertained with their son’s selection of toys! And all week he has been making up stories and things to do all by himself. Sometimes he requests that one of us be in the same room that he’s in, but we don’t necessarily have to do anything. It’s very freeing for us, and also fun to observe what our little guy comes up with to entertain himself. His imagination is on fire!
Finny The Carpenter
Finn has taken on many personas lately as his imagination has kicked in with a vengeance. One of his current favorites is “Finny the Carpenter” thanks to his terrific red toolbox and play tools (thanks Uncle James!), and a book about building a house, loaned to Finn by our friends the Pawligers.
Yesterday, we received an assembly-required cedar chest to store John’s sweaters. Do I need to mention how excited Finny was when he saw the box pieces, the box of screws, and my drill? He went completely bananas and immediately grabbed his toolbox. “Tape measure! Hammer! Screwdriver! Finny the Carpenter building a box!” Here are a couple of pics from his carpentry adventures. We played with the box for a good three hours! (Finn’s Tournament of Roses shirt courtesy of Auntie Laura and Uncle James.)
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The Brothers Domendite
We’re rarely content to call things by their right names, so why should “domendites” (er, toes) be any exception? Henry’s new discovery down there coincides with his big bro (almost) mastering our family’s version of This Little Piggy. Check it out:
Historical bonus: Compare this bit to Finny & Grandma Nack doing the routine back in August.






