A quiet Wednesday...

Dear Nicky,

Not much to report today. Shelby came over and worked on you, but you weren't your normal enthusiastic self. It was too cold to go out today. The most exciting thing all day long was when I left you in your crib to go downstairs and get the mail. Tomorrow we go see Dr. Solo. I hope for some great news. I wonder how impressed with you he'll be.

Love,
Dad