Mondays, ugh...

Dear Nicky,

Your sister woke us at four this morning, and then I couldn't get back to sleep. Instead of taking you to daycare this morning, I got you to take a three-hour nap. Nice! You also ate decently for a change, both lunch and dinner, and all that was needed was for me to clown around a little and make you laugh in order to distract you. Both you kids started whining around the same time, but you didn't want a second nap. I think you weren't as tired today because you had no therapies. That sort of thing is good for you, but everyone needs a break once in a while.

Love,
Dad