Grilled cheese...

Dear Nicky,

Your mood was okay for the most part today, but still a far cry from the old days when you were totally sunny and eager to eat. For lunch I made you a grilled cheese sandwich, which your nanny gave you, and which you seemed to love. Well, at least you ate something today. Oh, your OT said she might have to find us a replacement because her boss is switching her schedule or something. I'll bet she sticks with us, though, because she's crazy about you, and because our guest bathroom is way cleaner than most of the houses she goes to. Good to know, right?

Love,
Dad