Driveway drawing...

Dear Nicky,

This afternoon after you came home, I once again forced some drops into your eyes, and then we went out to the driveway, where we did a bunch of doodling with chalk. You identified numbers, shapes, colors, pictures, names, and quantities with startling accuracy, better than June. She rode around on her tricycle for a while, with a lot of help from me, but toward the end, it looked like she was getting the hang of it. Tomorrow, whether permitting, it's your turn. For dinner, you pounded some steak, and even ate some sweet potato fries. No vegetables, of course.

Love,
Dad