{28/365} Eyeglasses and Too much lovin’
When I made Little Princess’ eye appointment for today I didn’t realize that her neuro appt would be the day before, but I decided not to change the eye doctor appt. That was my first mistake but not my last today. Even though the last eye appointment was over a year ago, I still remember it vividly. It was HORRIBLE and I swore that I would never let that happen to them again. So we tried out a new eye doctor who has his own two year old who has glasses, so I knew he knew what he was doing. I explained what upset me about the last appointment and was assured that would not happen at this office. It didn’t, but Little Princess remembers the last time (I would too if it had been me). She wanted NOTHING to do with the office and while I did have to hold her still no one held her down and forced her eyes open. We knew it would not be easy, but that was an understatement. Good thing Aaron and I went together with her – bad thing we left her security item with Alison, her brother. She was so upset about not having him with her that it did not help. (I will talk about his experience in a minute.) After an hour we were released, we were told that yes her eyes were worse BUT that she was on the borderline for actually having glasses. He knew she had a twin and we decided that we would bring them in together in July – he told the staff to clear 2 hours for us, we will be the only people in the office! I LOVE when Dr’s are not all about the money and about the patients! We have a lot of doctors like that who we see and we drive to see them because our kids are important to us! Anyway, he said in July when we come back there is about a 95% likelihood that she will need glasses, which we are ok with now we just have to get her used to the idea! I am open for suggestions!
While Little Princess was at the eye doctor, Little Man was at Alison’s with one of his many little girlfriends. Alison said he was a little clingy and that she was sure he was running a temp. I felt horrible for leaving him with her but she gave him some Tylenol and he seemed to be doing better. I got there and we both realized it appeared he was getting his final two teeth and he was playing like his usual self so we let it go. Alison then told me that her daughter – I will call her Pants – had been trying to hug and kiss him ALL morning. It was WAYYYYY cute. But Little Man wanted nothing to do with Pants no matter how hard she tried. He would humor her for a few seconds and then gently push her away. Pants was so cute and never gave up! I wanted to take pictures but I had left my camera battery (not the camera just the battery) at home, so no pictures and the perfect argument for an extra battery. But it was beyond cute! Oh and so you don’t think Pants was just after Little Man she gave EVERYONE hugs! Little Man is a kisser – everything living or not gets kisses…Pants is a hugger and a good one at that! She is sooooooo cute! And even though she is 13 (almost 14) months younger than Little Man and Little Princess they are all almost the same size….it is sad I know. So I hope that hugs are in my future now!
Some pictures from when we got home and I retrieved the camera battery:























