Or maybe it’s more accurate to say The Diva CAN see you now.
Last week I had a curbside conference with The Diva’s teacher who expressed concern that perhaps an eye exam was in order. I smiled, thanked her and pulled away, chuckling under my breath that my kid surely had enough sense to say ‘Hey, like, you know I can’t see…right?’
So, not being a parental slouch, I scheduled an eye exam, still chuckling that her blurry vision would turn out to be the result of seasonal allergies. This is Texas, after all.
After being put through the equivalent of the Eye Olympics and spending enough dough to make a dent in my fabric budget, I give you…
She couldn’t stop reading billboards as we drove around town. ‘I can see tree branches!’ she exclaimed.
Maybe now she’ll be able to see to pick up her room.