So after an hour and a half at the eye doctor today, we walked out with orders for FOUR pairs of glasses. That's right. First, Trevor at age 7 and now Victoria at age 4. Her beautiful baby blues are about to be hidden behind some funky specs. Just because she has to wear nerd gear, doesn't mean she has to look like one. We picked out some very cute wire-rimmed teal and purple frames. She was very excited, actually, handling it much better than other people I know that cried when he was told. Oh, and the kicker is she's far sighted, which is odd, considering the rest of us are near sighted. Also odd since she sits 2 inches from the television. I'm not thrilled with the outcome because she does have such pretty peepers, but one day she will wear contacts, and they will be center stage once again. For now, though, her glasses will be yet another extension of her 80's inspired style, and she will still be the most beautiful little girl I know. One of the most beautiful, that is (Mommy loves you, Sophie).
