So yeah, we still don't like Santa. We thought we were ready this time. We asked, "are you ready to sit on Santa's lap?" Chase replied, "yes". "Are you going to tell him what you want?" Chase replied "trains". OK, we were ready to go. We went through the curtain, Chase peered around the corner, saw Santa and started wailing. We had to force him into the room because they had to shut the door. Meanwhile I just handed Miles to Santa and basically figured he could handle him. We'll try to traumatize them again next year.
On top of that, Miles' contact fell out right as we were walking in. Yes, you heard that right we have a 3 month old with a contact. This was the first time it fell out all week. So two wailing kids, a contact that falls on the floor, and Santa wondering "what is wrong with these people". Kudos to Laura, she popped that thing right back in after we got out of there.
So for those of you that don't know, Miles was born with a cataract in his left eye. Odds of this are about 3 in 10,000. So that was neat. Miles had to have surgery to remove the lens, and then he will wear a contact for the next 8 years at least. Basically he has to learn how to use the left eye, so he will be patched for half of his waking hours over the same time frame. We call him "Patch" now.
Everything went great and so far the contact has went well. The hospital gave us great perspective. A lot of kids who were really sick. If you are going to have a rare condition, we were glad this was all it was.
Miles also got a chance to meet his great Grandpa a few weeks ago. Unfortunately Grandpa Nichols has found out he has acute Leukemia and has hospice taking care of him now. We try to get down and see him as much as we can and am glad that his family is getting a chance to talk with him. So we are keeping him in our thoughts and remembering what is really important during the holidays. Chase has come with me a couple of times, we are working our way into entering the room, he seems to not like hospitals. He brings a smile to a lot of people in the nursing home as he sprints up and down the hallways.
Well, it's time for Santa to go to bed and get ready for tomorrow. Here's hoping for a 7 o' clock wake up call. We need to go eat the cookie, milk, and the cheese. I guess Santa needs some extra calcium at our house. Hopefully Chase enjoys the presents, if he doesn't like his play kitchen his mom is going to pretty upset.
