As I climbed into our van, gazing out the windows at the two sided autumn-winter landscape, we drove peacefully to the eye doctor's. The long awaited day had arrived for my younger sister--they day she was getting her glasses. The eye doctor's had ordered a pair of blue and black frames for her to try on, but she wasn't quite sure they were the ones she wanted.
Naturally, I was there, paired with my camera. I snapped a few photos while helping her decide which ones to choose. She, smiling, chose a black pair with flowers on the side. She couldn't possibly be cuter.
|she opposes my picture taking.|
She is really liking them, and the fact that she can now see clearly. What a cutie.