Honestly, pretty much everyone that has commented on Sam’s glasses think they are really cute. I’ll admit, I’ve come to think so, too. And in just a week and a half, I’ve come to think he looks better with them on than off.
His sisters, especially Ellie, have had to be told to keep their comments to themselves, though. Ellie said several times in the first few days that she didn’t like them and Sam looked stupid (thank you kindergarten) with them on. Both girls have turned into Sam’s glasses monitors, though. If he takes them off, they come running to tattle. Being 5 yrs old, they tattle about everything, though, so what’s one more thing?
His first day back at preschool with them on, one little boy in class looked at Sam when we came in and yelled, “Uh oh! Sam got gwasses!” Sam just scowled at him and went on about his business.
But Sam’s preschool teachers are getting on my nerves a bit. They’ve done nothing but gush, and I mean GUSH about how cute he is, how handsome he is, and how they just knew he needed glasses and they are so glad we took him to the doctor.
Ok, it’s the last comment that really got to me. Miss Anita sort of acted like she didn’t believe me when I told her it took a month to get the referral to the eye doctor. That coupled with her “I’ve been around children for a long time and I know when they are having trouble seeing” comment has rubbed me the wrong way. She has also told me that Sam is talking a lot more and participating, knows his colors and numbers and all now. And I know he knew his colors and numbers before. I might buy the participating part, if he couldn’t see what was going on, but in general, they are laying it on a little too thick for my liking.
At least he’s gotten used to them and only takes them off about half a dozen times a day instead of twenty or thirty times like I was expecting.