The kids got new glasses this week. They both went from nondescript wire frames (2 pair for $99) to dark chunky frames with attitude (2 pair for... um... more than $99). The timing on the expense could have been better, I suppose (like after Christmas), but Younger child could barely see out of her old glasses, and the days off from school presented an excellent opportunity to remedy the situation without disrupting a school day.
The difference in their prescriptions was enough for them to be marveling on the way home about all the things they could now see. Normal children might wonder again at the leaves on the trees, or the birds in the distance. Perhaps note the wording on signs at the next intersection... Not my children. Older child exclaimed, amazement in his voice, "I can clearly see the liver spots on that old lady in the car beside us!" Younger child leaned over to see and cooed, "Oooh! Me too!"
Yesterday, we braved Black Friday traffic to take older child back to the eye doctor, so he could get his new contacts, too. We go to the optometrist connected to Walmart, so I was dreading the Parking Lot of Doom, but we were shocked at how relatively empty it was at noon. I've seen that Walmart busier than that on non-holiday Saturdays. Maybe all the shoppers were huddled at the doors at 5 am, shopped, and went home, leaving a wide choice of parking spots for us. We even went IN Walmart after his appointment! We stood in the main aisleway for a few moments, decided we didn't need anything, then turned around and headed back to the truck.
And I almost got away with not spending a penny on Black Friday (contacts paid for earlier in the week), but we were hungry, and someone in the back seat reminded me that we had very little to eat at home (i.e., no Hot Pockets in the freezer), so we plunked down $8 at Taco Bell.
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