The sky was cluttered with autumn leaves like flying fairies set free that morning. They fell from the places where they had been previously huddled together on their own branched bubbles of gold, rusty-red and orange. As we drove to my overdue eye-appointment, my daughter shrieked with delight after a big gust of wind brought an entire cast of leaves across the stage of her backseat window.

“Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them” Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

Just minutes before, I was silently grumbling about all the appointments I needed to schedule, and how impossible it felt to get to the doctor for myself. I wished we were doing something other than my eye-appointment, as overdue as it was. While I fumbled around to make sure I had the necessary insurance info along with a barrage of toys and snacks I planned to use to keep my daughter busy while I told my eye-doctor which letter was blurrier, I acted like one big emoji-eye roll.

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