Brief briefing...

Dear Nicky,

Not much going on today. It was cold and dreary outside, so we just hung out. As usual, you ate well. The secret to getting formula and solids in you is that formula must come first, then solids. We'd been doing it the other way 'round for a while. You seem to be doing well, and you rolled over a few times completely by yourself. All these good signs are a balm to my heart.

Love,
Dad