And so goes another day...

Dear Nicky,

Today was Thursday, December first. It being a Thursday, we went out to Stepping Stones. Last night you were up late, thanks to me waking you for a feeding. I'm not doing that again. This morning you were up too early, and Mom worked you out too hard and you had nothing left for PT, though, to your credit, you were willing to try. Braden's mother once again commented on how long your fingers are. She's a nice lady. When we came home I had to go to the bathroom really bad; I'd been holding it all morning. Excuse me...I got to go run the dishwasher before I forget...Well, I'll try to remember. Anyway, you took a really nice long nap after lunch: almost an hour in bed, and an hour on me. It'd be nice if you slept on your own, I'll be honest, but man, it sure feels good having you snuggling up against me. You were so well rested later that you did very well with your OT when she came over. She likes you a lot, too. Everybody that's ever met you likes you. I can't say as I blame 'em.

Love,
Dad