Author Archives: Dad

Accommodative Esotropia

Accommodative Esotropia is what the doctor said you have, K.

The short version of it is that your right eye involuntary crosses now and then.

(Your eyes are simply trying to focus.)

We first noticed it a month or two ago – so mom took you to the ophthalmologist and you got glasses a few weeks later.

I am glad to say that you have taken to wearing them like a duck to water!

Of course, you broke our little parent hearts when mom complimented you on how well you were doing with your new glasses.

You told mom:

I can’t really see good without them.

It makes me sad to think how long everything might have been blurry for you. 😢

And you are absolutely adorable and beautiful in your glasses!

I love you.

-Dad

Last Little Baby 

T, what can I say?

You are my baby, my last little baby.

My last hospital visit leaving with a new kiddo. My last girl learning to walk. My last diaper change. The last little girl who will fall asleep full body length on my chest…

But the thing is this:

You are not really a baby anymore. 😢

You quit crawling. You run everywhere. You fight naps. You barely fit in a onesie.

I mean, you won’t even let me hold you like a baby anymore…

You will be two in a matter of weeks.

Above all, your ability to talk has taken off like a rocket.

I can hardly get you to say “mama” and “dada” anymore. You insist on “momm-y” and ”dadd-y.”

You say “water” when you want water, you say “better” if I ask you if something was better, and you say “bright” when the sun is in your eyes.

And of corse you know the names of your sisters along with “Pop,” Gammies,” “Grandpa,” and “Grandma,” etc…

The last few weeks you have even started repeating us.

If any of us start with “T can you say…” you will just repeat it back verbatim.

Mom had you saying “purpose” the other day for some reason.

See!? My baby saying two-sylable words…

I’m in a glass case of emotion.

I’m both sad and thankful for all the time gone by.

But I can’t wait to see what comes next.

I love you.

-Dad

Santa Socks

K, you insisted on wearing Santa socks to school this morning.

The thing is, there were plenty of other clean socks to wear.

It’s not like we had not done laundry in a week or something…

I even pleaded for you to wear another pair.

But you were adamant.

Mom tried to be certain you were sure about your decision.

She asked:

Are you sure you are ok with Santa socks? Even though it is not Christmas time? And are you ok if your friends all ask you why you have socks like that on?

You responded:

Yes. I’ll just tell them you made me wear these.

😲

I love you.

-Dad