Waiting at DC’s Reagan National Airport yesterday evening for a flight to Minneapolis, we caught a photo of this baby biting Al Franken’s nose:

Okay, so it was our baby.


Franken was very gracious and accommodating. One of the joys of being a United States Senator, apparently, is that one can not read a magazine — or for that matter, sit down — when flying back to one’s home state because fifty people are lining up to chat with you about one thing or another. Ditto the lavoratory line on the airplane. Thus far, at least, Franken is taking it all in stride.








