I just don't believe it.
The whole time the eye doctor was checking her, as it was becoming increasingly more and more obvious how badly she really needed to have glasses, I just kept thinking: how could i have missed this? Wasn't I paying attention? And, darn it, why did she have to get my genes?
And also… Please God, let this be nothing worse than a little bit of nearsightedness.
God, as always, is awesome. And Sroch is totally stoked about her brand-new glasses. As a special bonus from God, our insurance coverage actually covers them so that the glasses themselves were cheaper than the eye doctor!