Stop growing!

Everyone has commented lately about how much C is growing!  I know!  His too-short jeans are proof!  According to his 10 year doctor check up, he has grown over 3 inches since May!  I can believe it.

Another proof of him growing, is his changing eye sight.  His prescription has changed twice a year for the past 3 years.  And of course insurance only covers once.  Plus, we always have to change his sports glasses too.

So about a year ago, C started asking for contact lenses.  We felt he wasn't quite ready then.  But when his appointment for this year came up, we decided to give it a try.

So off C & I went Thursday morning for his appointment at 9 am.  We didn't get home til after 11!  The doctor (I love our eye doctor!) took his time, did his exam, and said "let's try it!"  So then we went on to one of the employees teaching C how to put them in and take them out.  C did such a great job for his first time!  I remember how hard it is at the beginning. Then the doctor examined him again and decided to try a little different prescription in the one eye.  So back out we went; this time C worked on getting them out.  He got the one, but the left was just stubborn.  So the employee took it out and suggested he go home with no contacts in--just to give his eyes a break.

Those are some cool looking glasses!

It's harder than Mommy and Daddy make it look.

Got it!

His one eye is pretty bad.  Hoping contacts slow down the progression.

Later that night, after dinner we had a "contact-putting-in" party.  Reminded me of the days when my brother first got his and COULD NOT get them in, due to his -- ehem  --  fat fingers.  So Sissy and I put them in for him.  For many days.  He since has had laser surgery.  Lucky.  Anyways.  This post is about C's contacts.  So he wore them for about 2 hours that night.  Getting them out was just about as hard.  Daddy had to get the last one out for him.

Friday morning C tried to get them in before breakfast.  After about 40 minutes he was frustrated and I was hungry.  So we took a break to change and eat breakfast.  After breakfast, he tried again.  6 times on the one; 1 time on the other (but then it popped out and he had to do it again--again on the first try)  They bugged his eyes a little but eventually it was all good!

It's so strange to see him doing stuff without them on.  I keep saying "C where are your glasses?'  And he says "I don't need them.  I have contacts!"  He sat down to watch a movie and said "Me and my contacts are going to watch Star Wars."  Funny boy.