Bubba Joe needs glasses.
After many many many attempts at him looking through the eye-measuring-machine-thingee-that-has-a-balloon-in-it-that-Bubba-Joe-didn't-care-about, we got him to look through it.
And he needs glasses.
We're home now.
He's watching dinosaurs (land before time).
And I'm trying to relax.
So much for checking my BP 3x daily, much less my sugar. That's gone out the window since Bubba Joe's been sick.
Hopefully we'll get to order the glasses this week ... and hopefully he'll enjoy wearing his own glasses as much as he does mine or his dad's.