children, eyesight, happiness, mommyhood

The Rec Specs

How many times can an overly active five year old boy pop the lense out of his glasses??

To infinity and beyond.

After the 137th lense pop it was time for a change.

Our optical technician has now used industrial strength glue to hold the lense in place. Our other option was to doggedly pursue the possibility of rec specs for Full Speed. Rec specs are essentially safety glasses that should hold up better during karate sparring and soccer (in theory).

The issue with rec specs is Full Speed’s extremely specialized lense prescription.

The solution? Rec specs that are high-powered yet not as specialized. All parties involved (eye doctor, optician, crazed Mommy and matter-of-fact Dad) said let’s give it shot.

Here is the result:

I’m sorry, but have you ever seen anything more insanely adorable than that?

Then again, check out T.Puzzle’s enthusiasm about Full Speed’s rec specs. He didn’t know why we were celebrating but he was more than happy to jump in the fun:

A good afternoon, indeed!

children, happiness, humor, kindergarten, life in pictures, mommyhood

Buckle-up for Kindergarten

Kindergarten D-day has arrived. There was so much traffic, confusion and general chaos that I forgot to be sad (mostly). I became single-minded in my focus to get Full Speed safely to his classroom.

It helped tremendously that Full Speed kept chanting, ‘this is gonna be the best year!’. If my kid was that excited about his new kindergarten adventure, who was I to argue?

Once I had us successfully navigated to Full Speed’s room, I felt slightly less overwhelmed. Again, I was thankful for my boys’ and their gregarious natures. Full Speed promptly found his cubby, deposited his Spider-man backpack and set to work coloring a picture at his desk. T.Puzzle pulled up a chair and sat down at the front of the class. Apparently he thought he’d like to start kindergarten, too.

Overall, a winning experience. There is still the labyrinthian system of elementary school drop-off and pick-up to overcome. Each day will get better I suppose. Either that or I am seriously considering giving Full Speed the keys to my truck and wishing him all the best. All I ask is that he keep the tank full and always, always wear his seatbelt.

humor, kids, mommyhood

Funny Full Speed

I had agreed a couple days prior to meet some friends and their kids at the movie theater in the evening to see “The Spy Next Door”. Mad Dog was planning on watching a football game and had done so much while I’ve been sick, I wanted to take the boys out to give him a break from us (let’s just say that I have been less than pleasant to be around as of late).

The movie was just okay but Full Speed’s reactions to the fight sequences were the stuff of which legends are made. My girlfriends and I were cracking up at him as he leapt about, shouting, karate-chopping and kicking with whole-hearted enthusiasm. His energy was contagious and since T.Puzzle only gave me minor attitude at the theater, I ended up enjoying the experience immensely. Thank you, Full Speed.

When it was over I linked hands with both boys and headed to the truck. To get my boys loaded, I always start with T.Puzzle’s side, and then while he is climbing in, I get Full Speed seated and buckled.

Since it was pitch black outside except for the intermittent, humming parking lot lights, little T.Puzzle asked if we could go see Christmas lights. Try explaining that the holiday season is over to an unpredictable, moody three year old who has their heart set on ‘Christmas lights!’. It didn’t go well. He was so mad he refused to climb in his car-seat when I opened his door.

“Well, I guess T.Puzzle is just going to get run over, then,” says Full Speed nonchalantly.

That made me laugh all the way home.