Just a coupla guys...

Dear Nicky,

This morning Mom left early to go to her annual conference down in Virginia, so you're stuck with me alone again, I'm afraid. Don't worry, I think I'm starting to get the hang of this whole parenting thing. That was a joke, by the way.

This morning didn't start off too nice because of your teething. Luckily, we still have a bunch of Tylenol 3 elixir from when Doc Shlussie did his work on your downbelow back in January, so I gave you a snoot, and it worked great. You ate pretty well today, better than yesterday, which was better than the day before. Also, there was much less whining today, which I am immensely thankful for. You didn't eat a lot at dinner, but I think your caloric intake over the course of the day was pretty good.

We went for a walk this afternoon down on the pier, and we were stopped by this older couple who literally went insane over you. I tell you they were raving! They said you had eyes like Frank Sinatra, I guess because they're so blue. Then we came home, and did the usual bottle, nap, wake, feed, sleep thing.

Love,
Dad