Farewell, iBook...

Dear Nick, This evening is the beginning of the Stones wrap nights, where a bunch of people from your school gather to wrap gift baskets for the annual tricky tray fundraiser. Apparently it's a major production, but what I think is that all these people working on this thing are a bunch of disorganized women. Anyway, Mom asked could they borrow my laptop, a 2004 Apple iBook, so they could keep track of all these baskets. I said sure, but now I'm regretting it for fear I'll never see my iBook ever again. It's like an old friend. This afternoon, we took June to karate as soon as you came home. Later you ate well but got a little silly playing with my iPad afterward. Oh well, we both go silly for tech. Love, Dad