Superbowl Sunday...

Dear Nicky,

So I'm watching the Superbowl; it's kind of boring. Today I hung up some pictures. Mom took you guys to church and to Granny's. You ate okay. You're grinding your teeth something awful lately. You won't have much of a jaw when you get older if you keep grinding the way you do. Sounds like icebergs working against each other. So far tonight you're sleeping okay. But this is the usual time you start hooting. Mom's kind of pouty because I won't go to this silly event she wants me to. Too bad, Mommy!

Love,
Dad