Thing 1’s eyes are fine, thank God. I was so worried and stressed about this morning that I almost made The Husband take him, because I just didn’t want to hear that his eyes were bad. But, apparently, Thing 1 didn’t pay attention during his eye screening at the school or was unsure of what he was doing, because he has 20/20 vision and a little less-than-perfect vision in his left eye, which will either a) correct itself or 2) get worse and he’ll need glasses in 2nd/3rd grade.
I’m happy for the little miracles around Christmas, especially when it is a thing like this.
There are two ways to live your life: one is as though nothing is a miracle, the other is as though everything is a miracle.