Food tantrum...

Dear Nicky,

You did well at Stones today and well with your personal OT. After your nanny left, I tried to get some chicken in you. You did okay till your realized you had a plug of chicken crammed into the roof of your mouth. When I tried to get it out, you bit me, then you really went bananas. I put you to bed, and you were still hysterical. Kid, give me a break!

Love,
Dad