After two hours at the pediatric ophthamologist yesterday morning, it was determined that Sophie is a little farsighted but does not need glasses. She looked cute in the old lady paper-plastic sunglasses they gave her to shade her dilated eyes, though she didn’t keep them on much past this photo.

She was too excited for her play date. I often pinch myself, but after yesterday afternoon I have to believe that Sophie really and truly has a BFF. Sarah and her mom came over for what I expected would be an hour-long playdate, and stayed for three hours — and at that, Sophie sobbed for 15 minutes when they left.

It was supposed to be a Mommy-Sophie day — I’d envisioned shopping, lunch, the playground, frozen yogurt. But between the eye doctor and the playdate, there wasn’t room for much more than a cuddle. Sophie and I did get to have dinner out (Thai — her choice, I swear I didn’t suggest it!) the night before, while Annabelle spent the night at my parents’, and that was a lot of fun; she requested that I sit on the same side of the booth with her.

We topped yesterday off (after Sophie finally stopped crying for Sarah) by picking Annabelle up and heading to the drive-in to meet our friend KathyMonkman (all one word, to my girls), where we saw a double-feature of “Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs” and “Bandslam”. Both were really good, and I hadn’t heard a word about the former, so that was a nice surprise.

Kathy surprised us with cupcakes from Sprinkles (the Beverly Hills cupcake boutique!) and early birthday presents. Sophie slept through that part. She’d had a long day.