After making the mandatory pirate joke, which I'm sure, as a pediatric ophthalmologist, he's never heard before, he sent us on our merry way.
My friend sd, who has a daughter with similar issues, shared this website with me. These eye patches are so cute that I almost hope the doctor recommends the patching therapy.(Not really. Joel, after all, is almost two.)
The county built a new indoor pool, which is the best thing ever. At last, at last, I will be able to see the nipple rings and tribal tattoos of my fellow Southern Marylanders all year long.
I don't have a problem with any of it---to each his own and all that---but I saw a baby tugging on his father's nipple ring, and I turned away before it became a coming-of-age manhood initiation ritual.
Here's my awesome apron from June! Isn't it gorgeous? I love it. I would cook in it if wasn't Eleventy Billion Degrees outside. Instead, I made Peppermint Iced Tea, which is what Jesus would drink if they had iced tea back then. I also think Jesus was partial to Sangria, but that's just me.
Trust me, I am wearing clothes under this.
***I know I've shown enough pictures of my feet to alert the fetishists, but I must do this as a public service:
DON'T LET YOUR PRESCHOOLER PICK YOUR TOE COLOR:
Thanks to Mrs. 4444 for hosting Friday Fragments!