Counting, etc...

Dear Nicky,

This morning during PT at Stones you counted to three in front of witnesses while we were all playing with the parachute. Then during speech you brought the spoon to your mouth a number of times and ate the yogurt off it. When we got home there was a message from the optician saying your new glasses were ready, so right after your afternoon speech session--which was fun because you kept laughing--we went to get them. But the lenses were wrong; they were way too thick, and we'd asked for super thin ones. You ate a whole banana today also. Pretty good day.

Love,
Dad