Your smiles...

Dear Nicky,

When you smile at me or Mom it makes me glad to be alive. I know you're my kid, my first child at that, so I'm going to be biologically predisposed to you, of course. But everybody else who meets you goes nuts over you. You have a variety of smiles in your repertoire already: sly grins, sleepy smiles, hesitant smiles, quick grins, and big, slow face-crinkling, exuberant smiles. They're great things to see, and they work their magic on anyone that's lucky enough to see them. With your charms, you should consider being a movie star or president of the United States.

Love,
Dad