Norah's glasses

In February, we noticed Norah's right eye wandering toward her nose. At first Scott and I thought we were just being paranoid. But then we started noticing it in pictures. So we made an appointment with the eye doctor. The diagnosis? Accommodative esototropia. Which basically means she is farsighted and her eye was going lazy in an attempt to focus and see properly.

So. We got glasses. For the first month or so we thought we would never be able to get her to wear them for more than a few minutes at a time. We tried wearing glasses ourselves. Book about kids with glasses. Dolls with glasses. Nothing. Then one day Norah just decided they were alright. Like everything else in her 15 month life, it has been on her schedule. Not ours.

These pictures are all from her first evening wearing the glasses.

The best part. The pink purse in this picture is what the glasses came in. Problem was she liked to take them off and put them in the purse so she could carry them around.

Daddy's shoes

Norah has a shoe fetish. One that will likely cost lots of money in her future. For now she is satisfied with Daddy's.

These boots were made for walking

I'm sharing this picture because of the boots. And because of the story of the boots. We are lucky enough to get 99.9 percent of all of Norah's clothes from cousin Avery, who is 2.5 years older than Norah. These boots, UGG knockoffs, are part of that collection. I tried, in vain, to get them on once many months ago. Her foot would go in. But her darn toes just wouldn't go into the toe. After much struggling with a wiggly 1 year old, I gave up and figured she'd just never wear these fabulous boots.

Then one day I was lamenting about the unworn and fabulous boots to a friend, who offered to give it whirl. She wrestled Norah for a while. And, then, made a disovery. Her feet wouldn't go all the way in because of the large chunk of wadded up paper in the toe. Duh. Right. That would have been the first thing I should have looked at, you're thinking. Well. It didn't occur to me to check that because I'd assumed that Avery wore them. I should have known better since some of the clothes we got still have tags on them.