I found out that my wife was pregnant with our second child in a unique way. One day after my wife got a positive result on a home pregnancy test, I was called down to the mail room at my office to pick up a potted plant that had been delivered for me. The potted plant didn’t tell me much, so I opened the card attached. “Congratulations, you’re a daddy again…”, it announced. A month or so later the plant is still alive and well in my office. Sitting at work since then, I’ve resolved to do something quite extraordinary: I’ve decided to take care of the thing. Anyone who has worked with me knows that I don’t have a very good track record with office plants. Unlike any plant left in my care before, this one gets water. Stay tuned for my progress.