On wearing a patch

Back at Truman's 12-month well baby visit, our pediatrician suggested that we go see a pediatric eye doctor. 

For two months I put off making the appointment.

By the time I got around to making the call, they were scheduling two and a half weeks out.

When we got to the office, we waited for 20 minutes before filling out any paperwork. (Of the half-dozen other kids in the waiting room, most were wearing glasses, and one had a patch. Cute for Halloween, but...not for my opinionated little pirate-in-embryo.)

We waited another 20 minutes to have two drops put in his eyes.

We were told to leave and come back 45 minutes later once his eyes were dilated.

We left. We came back. Truman fell asleep. We woke him up. We waited for the doctor to come in.

He came in for two minutes and made some "pss pss" noises while shining a light in Truman's eyes.

And finally, two and a half hours after we first arrived, we received the grim pronouncement:

"His eyes are perfect."

I guess it's worth a $35 co-pay and a long afternoon to know for sure, huh?

Stay tuned for the first edition of "Another One of Matt's Brilliant Ideas," coming soon...

Curious

I've decided that watching Curious George stresses me out. For starters, George is always getting confused about things, making a mess, forgetting – all of which are painful realities in my own life that I am trying to avoid and/or keep a lid on. Today he was babysitting a kitten. A monkey babysitting a kitten? Stressful. 

Secondly, what is with the Man in the Yellow Hat? Does it bother anyone else that a grown, nameless man insists on being clothed entirely in yellow and that his closest friend in the world is his pet monkey? (Don't you need a special permit to even own an exotic pet like a monkey?) And what kind of job does the Man have that lets him dig for and assemble dinosaur bones, explore Antarctica, and travel in space? And WHY does he leave George alone, ever?

These are the burning questions, folks.

In other news, a few things I'm grateful for lately: 1) Our computer died last week and then miraculously resurrected. Hallelujah! 2) Working kitchen lights. We do not have these at the moment as our fluorescent bulbs are burned out, but I am grateful for the days when they did function (and anxiously anticipate the return of those days). 3) One adorable baby boy. Look at this face:

I am in love.