Some festival...

Dear Nicky,

Well, today we went to the Greek festival my parents dragged us to. I didn't want to go, but it meant a lot to them, and what I did is called "making a sacrifice." It's when you do something you don't want to do for the sake of someone else. Of course everybody who saw you went nuts over you, and that makes Mom and me very proud. Also proud were Yaya and Papou, who quite rightly wanted to show you off. So I was glad we went for their sakes. Personally, though, I thought it was too loud and hot. I can't stand noise. Heat is okay, under certain circumstances, but not when it's crowded and noisy. I think you found it stimulating, but tiresome after a while. You started to sweat and fuss, and so did I, so we left and brought you back here and fed you, and then I went back to collect Yaya and Papou, who had a nice time all told. Yaya was busting a move on the dance floor when I went to get them, as a matter of fact. Tomorrow we go back home and back to the safety of our routine in familiar surrounding. I don't know about you, but I can't wait.

Love,
Dad