Nolan has Pseudostrabismus, meaning he really does not have cross-eyes, just the appearance of them (or as Bill calls it "Lucy Liu Syndrome.") That is right, it is all an illusion. (Gee, why can't that be the case for my thighs!)
They did find that he has astigmatism though and will need to be rechecked in 4 months. He could possibly need glasses if he doesn't grow out of it. How in the heck do you keep glasses on a 12 month old?!?!?
Ready to hit the road for the eye doc:
Note Nolan's cap-he can pretend that he's a tailgunner in a B-17, just like the old man did back in the day (except the old man was able to freely sit in the back of the station wagon-like millions of other children who suffered no ill effects-without intervention from the children's services nazi's and dellusional politicians who go way out of their way to protect the weakest parts of the gene pool from themselves, but I digress). However, Nolan's ride is more like a B-52, than a B-17,
It's great to get Nolan and Reagan out and about again. Between the surgery and the non-stop work on the house this fall, we've been a bit remiss in the babies' fine dining adventures. While we did get to Carrie Cerinos before the Holidays, we have yet to try Bar Cento, and we haven't been able to go see Chef Matt (or maybe Michael) at Lolita.