Dental discomfort...

Dear Nicky,

Mom and I just had to dose you with a quarter teaspoon of Tylenol with codeine because you were having a meltdown from the pain of teething. You were screaming like a cat, poor kid. Comforting and cuddling you worked a little, then we tried to see if you were hungry. Forget that. You would have thought we were trying to put a red-hot poker in your mouth. Anyway, you're out like a light now, and I hope you make it through the night in peace. I'm too tenderhearted sometimes. Seeing you in pain causes me anguish. Speaking of anguish, traffic on 280 was so ridiculously bad, we had to turn around and come home, so no Stepping Stones. It took us an hour to reach the bridge in Newark, where the traffic was at standstill. Had we continued on, we would have arrived at SS just at the end of PT, which then would changed over to speech, which is mostly feeding. So I made an executive decision and turned us around when I could. Luckily, Tim in the afternoon more than made up for any PT you might have missed this morning. That guy puts you through your paces!

Love,
Dad