Ok, I'm gonna go ahead and apologize now for the length of this blog, and probably the next one too. What can I say, I'm a lethal combination of an English and History major, lawyer, and generally wordy person. But here goes, maybe you'll stick around til the end, or at least look at the pictures...
So, Friday, the twinkies, Twin Daddy Law Man, and MIL set off for the big city of Cincinnati. Of course, I get stuck in a stinking wreck on my way home so we start off behind, and that's after I sat in a pediatric opthalmologist's office for two hours that day only to receive not so great news. But more on that later. So we finally get on the road, and after dinner and about an hour and a half of travel, I start to feel sick. Well, you might recall that Emma was sick earlier in the week for just a little 24 hour thing, and so was Michael. Then Ethan threw up twice on Wednesday but that was it. I thought it was my attempt to crochet in the car (more on that in another blog too, but it's going well!). Well, it wasn't the crochet, I figured out as I threw up in a Chevron bathroom in Podunk, Ohio. Fun times. We make it the rest of the way, only for me to have a few more visits to the porcelain god that night, and to generally feel like poo the next day. But, when you're a mom, and on a family trip to boot, there is no recovery time, so off we went to Kings Island on Saturday.
Now, a few things you should know. I'm a planner so I had checked out all the rides that the kids could ride, complete with measuring them for height. Ethan was over 36 inches, and Emma was right at it with her tennis shoes on. Evidently KI's 36 inches is bigger than my yardstick though, so Emma was barred from some rides. Try explaining that to a two year old who just wants to ride the Blues Clues ride. But she sucked it up when we could ride the Lazytown Sportacoptors, all the Dora and Diego rides, and the carousels. Also, just because the park opens the gates doesn't mean they'll let you toward the rides. I don't know what ridiculous idea this is, but we stood in the same crowd for like 30 minutes. My advice? Don't go til AFTER the rides open.
So, after all these snafus, we actually had a good time, and Mommy did not throw up once. Here are the Twinkies on the Nick Jr. cars, Ethan's clear favorite ride choice. Unfortunately my camera malfunctioned on the BEST picture, argh.
Here are the kids and Twin Daddy Law Man in front of Dora and Boots.
Ethan on a matching Go Diego Go jeep, loving every minute because, as he said running towards it, "Mommy, LELLOW EGGO JEEP, LELLOW EGGO JEEP!"
Emma on a Diego jeep. She's very focused.
One of the few pictures with Mommy in it, on Dora's Something-in-Spanish Azul train. Yeah, 2 years of Spanish and that's what you get. Wait, you can't see me in it? Oh, yea, that's because Daddy evidently can't figure out the ZOOM. Nice. A doctorate degree and the Kodak trips him up.
So, the day was really nice but I have to say the best part was the Nick Jr. Meet the Nick Toons dance routine and the kids meeting Dora and Diego. I'm gonna save that for another blog, but first Gramps has to scan in the $30 purchased pictures because Daddy left the camera at the hotel after the naps.
Now, back to the pediatric opthalmologist. So, the pediatrician noticed, and we had noticed, that when Emma looks at something really close up, sometimes her right eye crosses in. The pedi thought it wasn't a big deal but wanted her checked anyway. So we go, Emma was excellent for teh doctor and was actually complimented on her behavior (I think it was fear) by the doctor and his nurse. She didn't even cry for the eye dilation drops, three full sets! But anyway, the bad news is her right eye is 25% weak. This means glasses and if that doesn't work possibly surgery. Now, she has NO vision issues, just the eye muscle. I think I need to find out more about this because it seems drastic for her to have to wear glasses until her preteens, as per the doc, even though she can see perfectly. Am I overreacting or do ya'll think I need a second opinion for treatment for this? I know glasses are no big deal, but I can't imagine having to deal with them for sports, dance, etc. in teh future. I'm thinking we'll do this for a while and then seek other options, unless the doc says the dreaded S-word, in which I will be seeking out every pediatric opthalmologist in the state to get opinions.