The Gift of Sight

It took the Distract-o-Daughter less than a week to lose her first contact lens. Sigh.

No big financial burden, but she spent 15 minutes trying to find it before she announced that it was missing. I suspect that sometime during that frantic quarter-hour she knocked the missing lens from her clothing or rinsed it down into the trap under the sink.

So she’s back at school today with her glasses on and a lesson learned. The most aggravating lessons are often the ones that stick.

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