Hunger strike...

Dear Nicky,

Once again you arrived passed out this afternoon. I put you to bed and you napped a good two hours solid. I love when you sleep well. When you woke you played in your room a bit, then joined Junie and me downstairs. I made a nice dinner, which you completely didn't touch. You didn't even want any banana after. I then gave you guys a bath and put you to bed.

Love,
Dad