Good to be back...

Dear son,

I must be brief because I'm faintingly tired. We went to your aunt Erin's party last night. She looked great, but everybody was in a foul mood--except for your old man, who simply decided not to be. It was crowded and noisy and the food was mediocre. But so many people told your mom she looked so beautiful, so radiant, being pregnant, and that made me proud and happy. When we finally left and came back to Hoboken we were dead tired and slept not nearly long enough--which is what I must do now!

Love,
Dad