Today I am reminded of a time 8 years ago when I took Cait to have her eyes tested. As I am from a family of girls who have all needed glasses from a young age I figured it was prudent to have Cait's eyes tested when she was 4. She was excited about the test. We had explained to her about glasses helping people and how cool they were.
Examination over. Cait's eyesight was perfect. She didn't need glasses.
We had built up glasses too much.
Fast forward 8 years. Cait is 12. She complains of sore eyes. She has a test. She has 20/20 vision but her eyes don't work together well when she is tired. The optometrist suggests glasses for when her eyes are tired. For when she's reading late at night (after her light is meant to be out).
She chooses her first frames. Green. Esprit. Groovy.
Like me Cait decides her glasses need to be a fashion statement.
Cait has glasses. She's cool about it.
She doesn't scream.