We were gettin' ready to go to Darwin's preschool Open House the other night, I was standing in the kitchen cleaning Dar's glasses for him. As is usual protocol, he starting discussion his blind eye.
What can I say? It's one of his favorite topics.
(Over-indulgent self-centric tendencies. I have no clue where he gets that. Hmmm.)
So, we did the "when you close your seeing eye what do you see?" "black" "does your eye hurt?" "nope." Okay, good. Also? SUCK ON THAT doctors who said it would ruin his vision and cause him pain forever, sit and spin.
So I changed the subject and started regurgitating (dude, I spelled that right on the FIRST TRY!) what preschool newsletter said to be "on the lookout" around the room.
"Will you show me your play area?"
"Did you put your blue glasses on yourself in your portrait?"
To which Griffin chimed in, "Dar, I really hope you didn't draw a picture of me with blue glasses on."
Oh, the self-absorbed love runs deep in our family.
We got to preschool and got the grand tour. Then Darwin took us over to his self-portrait.
"Isn't it beautiful Mommy?"
"It sure it. But it says it's a rainbow."
"Yeah, I know. I forgot to put blue glasses on it. Oops!"