Joining the Glasses Club

Ordering his Doner

Benjamin had been the only family member to not need glasses.  Every year at his annual check up they do that simple eye check and say he is fine.  He always was fine which shocked us given that Marty and I are both legally blind.  Marty has -9 and I have -7.5 and -8.5 and Josie is already -5. We knew it was only a matter of time and he did not stand a chance given the genetics he was given and the combo of mine and Marty's eyes.
One day a couple months ago he said he couldn't see things like the clock or things on the chalkboard at school.  He is 3 years older than Josie was and at least a year older than Marty and I were when we first needed our first pair of glasses.

It took over 2 months to get into the eye Dr. here and he would often ask when his appointment was because he was excited to get glasses.  Thankfully!!  Marty and I both have such negative baggage with wearing glasses that we thought he would too but thankfully he doesn't at all.
His appointment was at 5:45 PM so we took the opportunity to stop by and get a Turkish Doner on our way to the appointment.  He now walks up to the counter and orders in German.  Such a big guy.  He even looked back at me and said "want anything, Mom?" 
We make our way to the eye Dr where I have

to fill out a bunch of forms (in German)  The kids think it is hilarious to watch me muddle my way through this language.  They have no idea how difficult it is for me in situations like this.  In Seattle I can do all this mom stuff in my sleep.  In English.  Every time I have to do something like this I feel so dumb.  So misunderstood. So thankful for the reminder that SO many refugees and immigrants go through this type of thing and far worse every day!
The front desk staff and the Dr. speak almost exclusively German.  We muddle our way through.  And in the end he does need glasses.  Just a -1,5 correction which I'm sure will get worse as he grows as it did with the other three of us. 

He wasn't at all phased by needing glasses and was actually looking forward to it.  We decided to end our little outing by stopping by our favorite ice cream shop.  On the bus ride on the way home he was joking saying "oh, maybe I can get Harry Potter glasses...or better yet.  Maybe I can get a monocle?  Do you think I could get a monocle, Mom?"  Haha.  Sometimes his good mood and inquisitive nature just makes me laugh.