I received a phone call from school yesterday that Korri had an accident in gym involving her glasses. She went to the nurse's office for an ice pack for her eye but her glasses were toast. Great! Luckily, we don't buy expensive glasses for this very reason. She felt terrible about it when she got home (I wasn't sure if she was crying because her glasses were broke or because she was remembering how much it hurt) but we told her that accidents happen. This is different than the time I told her and Finn to stop wrestling and then her glasses broke right after. Hmmm...
Anyway, after taking Finn to Chess Club after school (and a fun short visit with the Koch family!), Korri and I headed to Walmart. They weren't able to fix them permanently (I really didn't want to be back in two days because they broke again, but they will work as a backup, WHEN this happens again!), so we picked new frames that her current lenses would fit in. They are VERY similar to her last ones, but they are black...and super cute. Since they make her look older, I guess they are her six year old glasses!!
This is her eye this morning. Honestly, it looks better than it did last night. Maybe she won't end up with a big shiner. Time will tell.
Her next eye appointment is in June, I think. We are down to once a year visits, which is amazing and so nice (since they are in the Cities)! I'm hoping that her prescription hasn't changed, that her eyes have finally outgrown their issues (which lead to patching and glasses to begin with) and that eventually, she won't even need glasses. Again, time will tell. Not a huge deal either way, just one less "thing."
Nearly half a million babies (1 in 10) are born premature in the US each year which is higher than that of most other developed nations. This is the journeys of our first born son, Finnegan, who was born 14 weeks early and weighed only 1 pound 15 ounces at birth. Of our daugher, Korrigan, who was born a healthy 7 pounds, 7 ounces at 37 weeks. And of our second son, MacKeegan, who was also born at 37 weeks at a whopping 8 pounds, 13 ounces. Our continued adventures reminds us daily how good God is.