Tiring Tuesday...

Dear Nicky,

So this morning just before we're supposed to leave for Stones, I'm waiting for Junie's sitter to come, I'm hoping the cleaning lady stays out of the way for a few more minutes, and I'm trying to give your sister some more from her bottle, I look over and see that you've regurged some of your milk and breakfast and are eagerly and rapidly smearing the goo back and forth on the floor with your hands and sleeves. Very annoying, even though you don't mean it. What's up with that regurge? Then we went to Stones, where you did brilliantly. We came back, I got some McD's, then came home where you napped till noon. We also found out your sister's sitter is gonna be leaving soon, so back to the drawing board. You ate a big lunch, took another nap, then worked out just okay with your PT. Later Mom gave you your dinner and put you to bed. You and your sister--she especially--were kind of a handful today, just in a myriad little nerve-wracking ways, of course, not anything really significant.

Love,
Dad