I had to run to the pharmacy this morning to fill some prescriptions. I decided to go ahead and take all three kids inside to wait for the medicine. Before we went in, I reminded Evie & Maggie that they were supposed to sit in the chairs nicely and wait with me. Thay actually did a really good job of sitting and waiting. In the car, I thanked them for being good like I asked and for staying in the chairs. Evie said, "Maggie got out of her chair once." I told her that she needed to just worry about herself and not worry about what Maggie was doing. "But, Mama, I didn't do anything wrong, so I don't need to worry about myself!" Hmmmm. Makes sense to me, little smart aleck!

Then we met John for lunch at Subway. Evie was pretending that some chairs were her family. (??) She said, "My family is a little allergic to me, but they love me anyway." Goof ball.

Yesterday John had an appointment to find out if he's a candidate for corrective eye surgery. He is, and he's going to have laser surgery next Wednesday. He's beyond excited about the thought of having 20/20 or better vision. Without his glasses or contacts, he can't see at all. Maybe two inches from his face, literally. I'm squeamish at the thought of someone lasering his eyeballs, but, hey, they're his eyes, not mine. The biggest downfall... We have to be at the eye center in Plano (an hour away) at 4:30 am on Wednesday. Yes. That's A.M. As in the WEE (like, wee shouldn't be awake right now) hours of the morning. John's a teeny, tiny bit nervous, but it should be okay. He's going to the doctor who has apparently done more of these surgeries than anyone else in the world. Just pray, please, that everything goes smoothly.