My little four eyes

Well, we went to the eye doctor with Riley this past week, and he needs glasses.  A 2 year old with glasses?! My first question was how the hell am I supposed to convince a two year old to keep them on.  We picked them up Friday, and I got my answer... you don't have to if he sees better with them.  By the end of the weekend, he was more than willing to wear them.  Watching him walk with them for the first time was amusing to say the least... he can see the cracks in the pavement! Apparently the poor kid couldn't see them before... he kept trying to step over them all until I told him it was ok to walk on the cracks.  My dad says he looks like the kid from Jerry Macguire, which makes me a little sad for him, but the glasses are cute!  So now I have a little four-eyes...

Maybe I should get him a mohawk to make him look a little cooler... :0)

In other news, went to get Eli out of his crib, and there he was, STANDING in his crib, grinning the biggest, most proud grin.  ACK!  I'm not ready for him to stand... or crawl, sit, not need mama anymore... They just are growing up so fast!