First the kids and I went and got our annual eye exams. The kids have never been before and they are 7 & 5 so i thought it was high time. Honestly, i wanted to make sure Bubba was good so there would be no problems for him to start reading. Who knew it would actually be SIS with the problem! They both did GREAT with their exams. Sis was lucky enough to inherit astigmatism from her daddy. So we are gonna try to correct what we can now while she is young. Her eyes get very tired when she is reading and since she is in chapter books that is a bummer. So she pretty much only has to wear them while doing schoolwork, homework and reading.
I'd like to say for the record...when i was a girl and you had to get glasses it was the.end.of.the.world!! Not my girl, she jumped around all giddy-like about her newest fashion accessory. No joke. She ran down the hall to go pick out some frames while i finished up my exam with the Dr. In like 3 minutes flat she was back with the cutest things you have ever seen. Not that i knew the price tag - i just thought mom should go & see if there was another style/color that was better (or cheaper). She takes after mom that is for sure. She managed to pick out the MOST EXPENSIVE (albeit the CUTEST pair) they had. The are JUICY COUTURE. No Lie. Like what celebs wear - like that track suits. OMG. I wanted to hyperventilate. But how can you dash the dreams of a girl that is EXCITED to wear glasses?! I couldn't. Dad on the other hand was none too happy about our latest purchase. Luckily the Dr. office was a client of our business, and they owed us money - so we did a trade. No real money out of pocket, but no income either. They were ALOT, but, moving on....
they will be here in a couple of days so you'll get to see them for yourself.
On the other front, Bubba is 5 (since March remember) and in Kindergarten and still no shots. So it was finally our appt with the Doc (3 week wait) and he got them. Notice the photos. Well check, all smiles. Then take off the shirt, then the shot. Sorry folks, i am a scrapbooker so i had to get the shot (*no pun intended) of the dirty deed. Poor baby. Mama got to console him afterward. That kid didn't stop crying for like 5 minutes. But we got ice cream. About 4 hours later he had a fever and was miserable. So we curled up in bed and watched Twilight...our favorite "chill" movie. He was out in 5 minutes. Poor baby. Here's the evidence...
BAD NURSE!
*My friend Dawn saw Bubba later that day and offered to go "Kick her Butt" (the Nurse that did this to him that is) And my sweet child got a piece of paper and wrote her directions to the Doctors office. No Joke. OMG Funny!
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