The Shelbinator

As seems to have become customary, Shelby and I had entirely too much fun at the optometrist today. Strangely enough, her vision actually improved. I thought that was odd, but I'll take it. Though I'm annoyed at myself because I didn't take a picture of her with the new frames she selected. Oh well, I'll get one up here next week when they come in with the lenses installed (no, we don't use a one-hour chain to get our glasses).

While Shelby was waiting for her eyes to dilate, she would stare at her own eyes in the mirror to watch her pupils grow. She thought her eyes looked like puss-n-boots from Shrek. And then once she put on those roll-up shades, in combination with her new-ish short hair, I thought she bore a striking resemblance to Arnold from the original Terminator. What do you think?



And then I couldn't resist having her record a video saying "I'll be back". Lame, sure, but we were having fun with it (this was like, take 3).

After the optometrist, Darby had a softball game. The team played hard but couldn't keep up with the undefeated team they were up against. Which, incidentally, remains undefeated. Darby struck out once, looking (that pitcher was FAST!), and had what should have been a solid hit to shallow right/deep first. She was called out at the bag, but she REALLY looked safe. Also, when I asked her, she said she was safe, and she's usually pretty honest with me about that kind of thing. Defensively she played third base for the second night in a row instead of her customary shortstop. Coach is shaking things up a little.