Chow down...

Dear Nicky,

Wow, you sure can eat. It's fantastic the way you scream your head off when you're the slightest bit hungry and the way you attack a bottle to get milk. Mom and I love that you're not a kid that just lies there, mewling weakly for something we can't understand. So far so good for you, pal. Today, Mom's parents stopped by for a visit on the way to see a Broadway show. I took my first shower in three days. You, me, and Mom then went for a nice walk down on the promenade. We came home and gave you some tummy time, which you despise. It works you into a frenzy and it gives us no pleasure, but it's necessary to develop your little baby muscles, so drop and give me twenty, mister!

Love,
Dad