Max gets glasses

I've known for a while that Max needed glasses. I've put this off because he is a young boy and glasses are a big responsibility. For several years the doctors agree to the watch and wait approach, but now, this summer, it's time to get him the glasses. He is excited. We picked out the glasses and waited a week for them to come in.

He kept asking when they would arrive. I on the other hand was not looking forward to him getting the glasses. I was not looking forward to the way they change my sweet boy's face. Glasses age a person and make a person look different to me.

When I got the call they were in I told Max they were in and we could go pick them up sometime. He asked if we could go that day. I asked him why he was so anxious to get them. His response was so innocent, sweet and pure, "Mommy, I know I can see better and I want to be able to do that. That's why I want my glasses."

Okay then, let's go get them. With that response, I couldn't delay. We took a family journey to get him his new specs! He was so excited. I loved watching him trying them on for the first time. The look in his eyes as he enjoys this new vision is really awesome. He started to have some fun with them as well. About a week later, he's now getting mostly adjusted. We have some organization with the glasses and he is happy with all the details in life he can now enjoy.  I'm happy for him too!

Love my Maxers!

PS. Max is currently obsessed with these fidget spinners. He got 4 for his birthday; 3 are broken; this is a new one I bought him as a consolation. I wonder how long this phase will last? This too shall pass.... this too shall pass.