Still at the shore...

Dear Nicky,

We're at the beach still, and today we brought you down again in the afternoon. There's not much going on down here. Mom felt sick to her stomach this morning. I think something she ate yesterday prevented her stomach from digesting her food. We spend most of our time marveling at you, actually. Total strangers say how cute you are. Your grandparents left this afternoon, but they'll probably be back Friday. You seem to be developing this midafternoon cranky thing, where you wake up furious from your noontime nap. It's kind of weird. We had take-out pasta tonight. That's about it.

Love,
Dad