little boy blue... and pink

When Pook was first born we called him Little Boy Blue. LBB for short even. (And soon after, Ole Fluffy Head) His eyes were such an amazingly blue that I avoided grocery shopping on Old Folks Day (you know, when seniors get a discount) because the comments in every aisle made the trip so much longer. He has dark rings around the light blue of his eyes, and blond eyebrows, every color of brown, blond and red in the lashes, and hair the color of oak leaves in the fall (sorry if you live in the tropics- you just wouldn't be able to appreciate his gorgeous hair color). Now he has a light sprinkle of freckles across his nose, and it all comes together so beautifully that I still gaze at him and wonder how my husband and I could have made this creature.

But now one of the eyes is pink and he had to come home from school. He's feeling ostracized. (Pook, wash your hands! Pook, don't share that with your brother! Bug, don't put Pook's mask on! We can't play with the neighbors unless their mom says its ok to have Pook around.) Then I make it all worse by putting eye drops in his eyes. Those beautiful eyes!