We had our final Tassie footy match for the season this past weekend. Always a big event in this house between getting there, staying warm, & cheering the right team on. There's often a traitor in our midst who gets ribbed a bit about his choice of team, but it's all in good fun.
As we were driving home after this particular game Morgan piped up with, "I think that's the best footy game I've ever seen & I'm not saying that I'm switching teams either!"
There were a few chuckles from the rest of us when someone said, "So you finally understand who the better team is?"
"No, it's not that. See I wore my glasses today, & it's so weird but I could actually see everything. I could see the football, I could see the guys no matter how fast they ran. It was like I could just see really well. It was so cool."
There's a moment of silence before I finally say, "Do you think you should consider wearing them more often then, you know, just so maybe you could see more often then?"
"I've been trying not to because I'm worried my eyes will get weak."
"Well, if you wear glasses when you don't need them then they won't help your eyes but make them worse, I don't want to make my eyes worse."
"Good point, but you need the glasses. If you can't see things normally wear the glasses. It won't weaken your eyes but make them stronger."
"What? I thought the opposite would happen! I can't believe that!"
"I'm pretty sure if the opposite was going to happen Dr F would have warned us. Instead what she said was, "Wear your glasses." So I'm pretty sure you're safe."
Yeah, we learn something new & crazy about this boy & his eyes all the time. I'm learning to take it in stride & not actually scream out the response that's welling up deep inside. I'll also confess that I'm actually really really happy he discovered the beauty of sight for something he enjoys, all though I'm never sitting next to him at a footy match again. Between his crazy dance moves & cheering for the wrong team I told him I was going to have to leave through a difference exit..