...but actually, he doesn't. I think he looks cute. 'Course, what do I know, I'm just a mom. (This photo was taken for National Nerd Day last week- he looked so funny!)
Last week we got him some contacts and he is actually really good with them. He can put them back in by himself and everything- A can't even do that yet. I think there is major motivation to do it so he doesn't have to wear his glasses (like he ever did- I think we can count the number of times he wore them on one hand and still have fingers left over).
Last night, Little C's game was sopping wet. I took my ski coat and sat on a towel to protect my rear end (didn't work real well) and still got soaked. I got there just in time to see him catch a fly ball, strike someone out and tag someone out. He had a great 1 and a half innings. Definitely the MVP of the shortened game. I'm so proud of him. I know the contacts have quite a bit to do with it. He can actually see the ball and home plate now and doesn't have to guess. Aren't we lucky to live in a time when there is something we can do for failing eyesight? I feel blessed.
I also felt blessed when they called the game because of the drenching rain. Hallelujah! We went home and drank hot chocolate!
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