it’s gotta by the name. the last name. once again as we were going through security at denver international airport we were flagged for a security search. of course we weren’t carrying anything illegal, just a presentation we were making to a client in chicago, a couple of magazines, and a wet diaper. well, jack, you just better get use to it. having an obscure, but beautiful, last name like St. Cyr will cause you trouble from time to time in your life. we can never really know what’s causing these security checks, but it must have something to do with the ccombination of a flight to chicago (this didn’t happen when we flew back to boston just a few weeks prior), the airline, and our last name. other theories are welcome.
we did have a good trip to chicago. jack spent the morning of our presentation with cathleen, a nanny from north shore nannies, a service that was recommended to us by friends. the presentation went well. the client loved the redesign of their magazine. and that night we all had dinner with jade bannister, a second cousin once removed ( or something like that) at a wonderful little italian restaurant in the neighborhood. on saturday we took jack to visit the robie house, a home designed by egomaniacal architect frank lloyd wright, and then spent the afternoon hanging out in millenium park in downtown chicago. sunday morning we flew back to denver to settle in for the fall. our next travels will take us to jacksonville, FL for christmas with jack’s dad’s family.