Sylvie is now rocking a kick-ass pair of pastel pink (obvy) spectacles, courtesy of a pesky strabismus. The glasses allow her eyes to strain less when focusing on things close-up, thus eliminating that oh-so-coveted “lazy eye” appearance. It took Sylvie a few days to get used to them, and it took me a bit longer to get used to her IN them, but now they’re as much a part of her as her goofy little walk. It’s like her cuteness has been squared… it’s just not fair.
(for those curious, this was taken in some giant ball pit-type thing at Storyland, aka HEAVEN for Sylvie.)