At 1:15pm today I went to school to pick the kids up as Libby had an appointment at 2:30pm in the city to see her Opthamologist.
I signed the kids out and got their green slips and headed to Connor's class room. Just as I stepped out of the office the storm came. I quickly collected Connor whilst carrying my 13kg toddler through the pouring rain. We raced to the car and I loaded the two kids into the car then drove around to the prep side of the school. I waded through the flooded footpath and collected Ella. We then dashed home to get everyone changed into some dry warm clothes. Then headed into Brisbane, battling both bad weather and bad traffic. The storm followed.
I parked the car and had 5 minutes to get to our appointment. We left the carpark and walked through the rain and made it to the Eye Centre just in the knick of time. Cold and wet. We then spent the next hour and a half at the specialist's air-conditioned office shivering.
During Libby's exam my boy child decided that he wanted to be highly unco-operative. Making fart noises, punching his sister and generally just ignoring everything I asked him to do and not to do.
THEN I got the verdict. Libby's eyes have improved in their health, however her eyes have become a little worse with the vision and she needs to go to a stronger lense. That means she will now be wearing -9.... that's worse than what I wear now!! The poor child will be blind as a bat by the time she is an adult at this rate!
Now let's forget today even happened.