Four Eyes and Proud of It

Well... after much kicking and screaming, Corban drug me in to the doctor's office this week to pick up his new glasses. I told him I didn't want to have to deal with one more thing and that he already had enough equipment on his body, to which he replied, "Mom, get over it. I need these."

"Okay, okay...."

So we went and tried them on. Once he finished trying to rip them off his face, he began to look around. And then he started to smile. And then he started to laugh! He could see! Ha!

For the first time, he could see my face, he could see his hands... He could see everything up close that has been but a blur to him his whole life. Wow. I guess I didn't realize how bad it was, until I saw how much of a difference the glasses made. Such a difference!!

So, now that we have one extra thing added to our long list of Corban gear, I have but one regret--that we didn't get them sooner!

  Couldn't you just eat him up??!?

The second pair...

And here he is, rockin' them out on video.

Many Expeditions

Well, I haven't updated the blog in a while, because, to be honest, I haven't had any earth shattering news to share. But that is OKAY!!! Earth-shattering is bad. Hum drum is good.

But that's not quite accurate. Corban has been doing some pretty amazing things lately - EATING, the first and foremost! He has ventured though broccoli cheese soup waters to lasagna mountains to pot roast caverns to fields of luscious chicken noodle soup. In all his wanderings, his mother makes sure to carry a blender with her, to aid in his many expeditions.

His occupational therapist has also been assisting in his endeavors, with all the latest travel gear. Blue lip tape? They say it's all the rage.

He's been awfully busy lately with his rigorous exercise routine and has little time to sign autographs. Though he apologizes for the inconvenience, he says he's willing to make a guest appearance for anyone genuinely interested, as long as his mommy gets to come along.

The protein shakes we've been feeding him (haha) have given him mounds of energy to spend on doing whatever his heart desires. Like hanging out in the excersaucer, for one.

And of course, he is not alone in his plot to take over the world. His big brother and sister help him in every way they can (which usually involves some kind of torture that will ultimately make him a stronger and more courageous individual).

Torture like you've never seen. Torture beyond human imagination. Torture to stop all manly men in their tracks from the sheer horror of it all.


Hairbows.