I Prayed For Patience... And God Gave Me Robbie

At least that is what my mom always says...

So the moral of the story would be

NEVER PRAY FOR PATIENCE

or you'll get a strong willed, handsome,

did i mention strong willed,

blond haired beautiful baby boy

who will indeed make you learn some patience.

So

knowing this i have never even hinted to God that

i would like more patience.

I am however known for saying

"i hate people"

(say it with a whine)

or

"i used to be a nice person"

and

"i don't like meeting new people"

well i guess God wanted me to love people and be nice again

b/c He gave me a

BABY WITH GLASSES!!!

last july i started to notice that when jack was

sitting in his highchair

it seemed like his right eye was crossing.

as any mom in the age of (too much) information

does.. i googled

"cross-eyed babies"

oh the horrors that followed.

over the next month i asked everyone to keep an

eye on jack's eyes.

NO ONE ELSE NOTICED!!

so i figured it must be an optical illusion.

(or my friends and family we just trying to not hurt my feelings)

it started out so subtle that it really was hard to notice.

it did eventually become evident to everyone that his eye

was indeed crossing on a regular basis.

so in august at his 15 month check

we got a referral to an eye doc.

buddy buddy crossed eye...

it turned out that he is farsighted

he can't see close-up.

of course all sorts of things start running through your mind.

how can he have poor eye sight?

i mean he was breast feed,

his 1st "real" food was organic carrots

from mimi's gardenremember he loved them... ;)

http://thatslepore.blogspot.com/2009/09/eh-what-up-doc.html

well maybe his muffin man hat was on too tight

and pushed on his little eyeballs
or what if i willed him to indeed be
harry potter???

this was buddy on his way home from his

1st eye dr. appt.

his eyes were dilated so he got to wear his super cool shadesafter his 3&1/2 hour dr. appt.

they said he did need glasses

and that they had this blue pair

or this pink pair.

ummmm

i guess i'll take the blue?

so anywhooo

what does this have to with me being nice?

well in case you didn't know

everyone LOVES

a baby with glasses

but really who can blame them???

however,

there are some days when i would like to run into

the grocery store and grab some milk

without having to talk to every single

tom, dick, harry, mary, sally, bubba

and grandma,

about how their sisters neighbors uncles baby

had to have glasses and after 15 surgeries

he's now completely walleyed!

or

"how did you know he needed glasses?"

"are those for real?"

"what's he suppose to be?"

(a real question i got at the chicago airport)

"oh look!, it's baby harry potter!!!!"

i feel like forrest gumps mom sometimes

"What you never seen a baby with glasses on his face before?"

as jen would say..

"Those eyes would be huge on a cow!!!"

it's like he's a super star

yesterday we were eating lunch with

MiMi and PaPa and this

very sweet lady came over

and talked to us for about 20 minutes

about her grandson who has glasses

(his last name really is potter!!!)

people sometimes even ask to take his picture.

they point and stare

and nudge their friends as they whisper

look at that baby wearing glasses

and so i smile back nicely,

answer all their questions patiently,

laugh at their silly jokes,

tell the with a smile that he is

not suppose to "be" anything

and yes they are indeed real glasses

try not to worry about my frozen broccoli melting in my

shopping cart

as they tell me about their nieces 25th surgery

and just be sweet.

i get it

he's cute.

thank God jackamo is a people person

and thrives in

ALLL the attention!

and well my brother turned out GREAT!

my mom did receive the patience she prayed for

and i am slowly but surely starting to hate people

less and less

:)

love you all!