Crumbs and Eggs

I can vividly remember days when I cried and cried wondering if Tommy would ever be able to see out of his eye- heck, I remember wondering if he'd LOSE his eye.  (I'm not pretending these were rational thoughts).  I continually wonder just how much he will see.  He's two- he can't really tell me what he can see, how much he can see, how clearly he can see, and I'm pretty sure that the tests the docs do in the office are not detailed enough for my paranoid mind. 

But, then, I knew.

While patched (with glasses) Tommy picked up a crumb from his highchair tray.  A toast crumb, a little, tiny crumb!  He picked it up and said "What's Dat?"  (Which is favorite phrase right now)  OK, and so at this point I also have to admit it was lunch-time and the crumb was leftover from breakfast, but the point is, HE CAN SEE!

This is a "reenactment" that I made him pose for (after I cleaned up his tray)

He can see out of "the eye".  This eye that has consumed so much of my worry, so much of my thoughts of him.  It works!  Sure, we still have the patching and the bifocals and the 'life is not fair for me' to deal with (or at least, I am anticipating the life is not fair part).  But, it works, IT WORKS!

The "eggs" portion has nothing to do with the eye- but has everything to do with making me smile.  We went to an Easter Egg hunt in town, where you could hunt for 10 eggs, then trade them in for a prize.  Tommy LOVED hunting for eggs- he didn't even care to look in them- just loved collecting them.  But, the poor little guy threw a serious screaming tantrum when we had to turn them in.  Since he is kid #4, this is funny stuff.  Embarrassing, sure, but since he had the patch on, I'm pretty sure people just looked the other way!

Egg hunting is serious business!

On Easter Sunday (the next day) we had an egg hunt at home... Again, didn't care to look in them (these had candy!) just loved collecting them.