Um, well, actually, we're off to see the eye doctor. My son has resigned himself to the fact that he needs glasses. He is getting glasses. He's going to have to wear them FOREVER. We're going for cool, edgy, techno glasses.
I should have just let my sister Mallory pick out his glasses. She picked out mine last time, mostly because I couldn't see them without... my glasses on.
Wish us luck!
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