Wiped the heck out...
Dear Nicky,
Slept poorly last night. On the go all day. Super tired. Will catch you up tomorrow.
Love,
Dad
Slept poorly last night. On the go all day. Super tired. Will catch you up tomorrow.
Love,
Dad
This is an ongoing journal for my baby son, born with special needs in March, 2005. I hope to post in secret to it every day until he is eighteen, and then give it to him in book form. In the meantime, everyone is invited to share my joy and pride with me.
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