Tuesday, July 21, 2009

A little under the weather...

Dear Nicky,

This morning you woke up acting weird and whiney. You seemed sick so we kept you home. You slept most of the morning, then brightened in the afternoon. You made a real foul poop, and from that point on you were fine. Tomorrow it's back to Stones for you.

Love,
Dad

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