Patched...!

Dear Nicky, This afternoon when you returned home, I resolved to start patching your right eye again in order to strengthen the left one. We haven't done this in a long time, but when we used to, you tolerated it rather well, but then our resolve weakened and we told ourselves that you wouldn't allow it anymore. And again today, you had no interest at all, and I didn't want to upset you, but this needed to be done. So I sat with you, and talked, and joked, and bargained, until you finally agreed. You wore it steadily for over an hour, and I praised you heartily when the time was up. When Mom came home, she praised you, too. I felt pretty good as well. Love, Dad