Good to be home...

Dear Nicky,

Boy, it was a delight to see you last night, how happy it made me, and I think it made you happy, too. I missed you terribly and I think you're old enough to have missed me, too. This morning we slid into our Tuesday routine smooth as always, even though you were rather pukey this morning. You threw up three times. Not a lot, but quite a bit, and it was all that half-curdled milk goo you tend to spit up in the morning. We went to Stones, and it was parents' group day, so you guys were left to your own devices with the therapists, who said you did fine. Later you worked with your PT, who's pretty pleased with you indeed. Then you had some chicken and avocado for dinner, with some yogurt with fish oil. That should lubricate your insides pretty good, pal.

Love,
Dad