Lost...!

Dear Nicky,

This morning was Wicked Wednesday, which means Mom gets up and leaves extra early, so I bustled about trying to get you ready all by my lonesome. After I sent you on your way, I was busy with Junie for most of the day. Later this afternoon, while she napped, I installed a DVD carrier for the minivan for the road trip you guys are taking tomorrow. When I looked at my watch, it was almost 2:30, and you're usually home by two. So I start calling people and finally get a hold of your driver. Turns out she's lost. She's agitated and talking so much I can't understand a thing she's saying. She finally got you home around three no worse for the wear. At least she stayed in contact, which is important to prevent me from flipping out. Then it was off to Doc Berg's office to check out your ear tubes. Everything's great in that regard, although they were really backed up at the office. It took us over an hour, on top of which we were delayed getting there because of some emergency road work on River Road, undoubtedly the same traffic mess that caused your driver to get lost.

Love,
Dad