Let the Battle begin!.

This is Ben and his new glasses! He wore them for as long as it takes to eat a snack pack of
M & M's. (Really only half a pack, and then he had to come back and put them back on for the other half.)

This is "mommy" wearing my glasses taking pictures to try to show him how cool and intellectual we look.

This is how the story begins:

Ben's preschool teacher -"The children had their eyes tested and here is Ben's results."

FAILED. It sadly said. Please schedule a follow up exam with your physician.

A few weeks later Ben and I visited the optometrist. First we had to wait in the small lobby for 1/2 and hour . He lasted about 10 minutes before trying to leave and get upset ( insert screaming and crying).
Then we got to go back to the exam room so they could dilate his eyes (more screams and tears), which then led to another smaller closet of a room to wait for another 20 minutes (more screams and tears). Unfortunately he was not entertained by my highlighter pen (borrowed from the nurses desk) drawings of a weird alien and a pirate.
At last, after what seemed like 3 hours, we sat with the doctor for the exam.

Doctor - " Can you tell me what pictures are on the wall Ben?"
Ben - " Pictures."
Doctor - " Yes, but what are the pictures of?"
Ben - Silence....
Mommy - "Ben, do you see any animals? What animals do you see?"
Ben - Silence....
Mommy - " Is it a pig? Or a cow? Or a horse?"
Ben - "Pig"
......It was a horse......
Doctor - " Ok Ben, look at the horse for me. Keep looking at the horse. Ok, over here Ben. Look at the horse again."
...Repeat that to yourself a few more times....
Doctor - " Ok, we are all done. Ben is far sighted in both eyes, and will have to wear glasses. We will follow up in 8 weeks and see how he's doing. Hopefully, we wont have to patch him."

Are you kidding?!! I thought to myself. Getting him to wear a patch like a pirate would be a thousand times easier than getting him to wear glasses!!

That afternoon filling his prescription at the eye center at Walmart --

Me - " Hi, we need to get a pair of glasses for my 3 year old here."
Technician - " Ive got some great inexpensive $10 frames.Why dont you take a look."
Me & Brice - " Look at these cool glasses Ben. Let's try them on."
Ben - " NO TRY! NO GLASSES!"
(insert screaming again and arm flailing.)
Technician -" I don't think were going to be able to go with the $10 pair. Here are some really great flexible ones. Ben, can we try these on?"
Ben - "NO TRY! NO GLASSES!"
Me - "Come on Ben. They are so cool! Look Daddy and Mommy are trying some on!"

Brice and I then proceed to try on different glasses while saying how cool we are.

I try to put the glasses on Ben. Screaming and arm flailing. Brice tries to put the glasses on Ben. Screaming and arm flailing. 15-20 minutes later....

me - looking at Brice and the technician.."Let's get this done!"
Picture me holding Ben's arms and legs with Brice holding his head still, the technician quickly trying glasses on Ben as he is screaming bloody murder!

Brice then took him to get french fries and a drink to calm down while I ordered the glasses.

For the last week, while we were waiting for the glasses to come in I tried to get Ben to put his cool new sunglasses on every day with the response of:
"NO MOMMY! NO GLASSES!"

Look's like Im going to need alot of M & M's. By the time he actually wear's them Ill have to go to the dentist to fill all his cavities!!

Let the Battle Begin!!