Let’s just cherish this sweet face while we can because pretty soon it’s going to be covered with a big pair of glasses.
I know she needs the glasses…she’s been squinting to see for a couple years and I’ve just been in denial. The trouble is, although I finally relented and took her to the doctor, we still don’t know how high the prescription should be. You see, somehow she pulled off fooling the doctor (and me) into believing that she could really only make out the huge “E” at the top of the chart. (I guess she really wanted to make sure she got those fancy glasses she’s been coveting.) The doctor wrote out a super strong prescription for her and it was like she was in a candy shop trying to pick out which frames she wanted. She was so excited.
But that night, after a dinner discussion where Dave’s jaw dropped at how high her prescription was, I realized her cheeks were dripping with tears while she was doing the dishes because she’d been feeling guilty all afternoon for pretending. Through sobs she admitted that she really could see some of the other letters on the chart, and she felt horrible about not telling the doctor so.
I have to note that all this happened after the lady cutting Elle’s hair last week told her this crazy story of how when she was Elle’s age she faked it in her eye exam because she wanted glasses SO bad. She got in so much trouble because the doctor could totally tell she was pretending and their family had no money for an eye exam at the time. So when I brought Elle to her eye exam I jokingly reminded her not to fake it like her hairdresser did. The doctor assured me it’s easy for her to tell if kids are making things up. Hmmmmm…really??
Needless to say, I had to put the glasses we ordered for her on hold, I’ll have to get her out of school again and go do the exam all over again. That little stinker. And I wonder: has she learned her lesson through that horrible guilty feeling all afternoon or do I figure out some sort of other natural consequence? Do I make her save up and earn money for the exam? Do I make her wait longer squinting her eyes to receive her beloved glasses? Do I just chalk it up to a learning opportunity and go on? This is totally not normal Elle behavior…I’m so surprised she could pull something like that off. But I guess I underestimated how luring a pair of glasses could be!