Nothing special...

Dear Nicky,

This morning you fell asleep a moment before Shelby arrived. You stayed asleep the whole time she was here, and then woke up a few minutes after she left. But I worked you out pretty well, I think. You once again took a nice long midday nap, half in your crib and half on me. You napped really well, and when you woke up you were totally sunny, as opposed to when you're not satisfied with your nap duration and wake up screaming bloody blue murder. We haven't been outside in a couple days because it's just been too cold. We started a new book today: Low Life by Luc Sante. I've had it in my possession for years but have never read it. I was inspired to pick it up again after seeing Gangs of New York the other night. Tomorrow we go back to Stepping Stones, then maybe we'll go to Target and get a Christmas tree.

Love,
Dad