Sunday, March 23, 2008

Happy Easter 2008...

Dear Nicky,

This morning you refused to nap, so you fell asleep in the car on the way out to Pennsylvania to go to Aunt Duchy's for Easter. Well, of course, when we get there you don't want to wake up, so you're out of it for most of the time there. Eventually, we put you in a guest bed where you finally fell asleep again for a little while, but you missed out on playing with your cousins and having anything at all to eat. Y'know, Nick, I love you and all, but I'm afraid we've allowed you to develop a bad habit or two, namely sleeping whenever you and you alone decide and when you're someplace new or different you turn into a lump of calamari. As soon as we got home, boom, suddenly you're feeling all better again. You're almost three, son; start acting like more of a big kid, okay?

Love,
Dad

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