If You Hear Someone Whistling "Singin' In the Rain" While Walking Through a Dark Alley At Night--Run!

Like all parents, we look at our progeny for glimpses of ourselves in them. We hope that all the good genes were realized and the not so good ones remain repressed. We hope that Lucy gets Bell's flair for the math and sciences and my ability to not appear like a geek who knows math and science. It would also be great if Lucy got Bell's ability to eat anything and everything and still be a stick. And if she got my ability to poop in under 3 minutes (this is pants down, pants up)-- she would be the greatest catch.

Then there are those that are not so great like Bell's inability to dance like a homo sapien and my inability to know the full lyrics of a song. I highly suspect Lucy will be asking for a nose job and possibly a boob job by her sweet sixteen. But like everything, those failings can be fixed. If by chance she doesn't end up with my superior eyesight and ends up with Bell's 20/100 she can have LASIK when she turns 34 just like her papa.

Yup, Bell had Lasik surgery today and everything seems to have gone very well. The procedure took less then 30 minutes and was relatively painless. In fact, he said the whole experience was rather akin to this:



He highly recommends it.