New specs.

Jack had been complaining about headaches the past few months, so I decided to take him to get his eyes checked out. It really shouldn't have surprised me that he ended up being far-sided, with how bad my eyes are (or were, love you lasik!). So little buddy had to get glasses. He only has to wear them to do close up things, reading, coloring, that kind of stuff. Melanie told me I would cry when he got them...I thought she was dumb but I totally teared up...first it made him look so old, and then I felt bad because I remember being so insecure about having glasses when I was younger, and being teased (kids called me frog eyes, and even thinking about it now makes me feel bad). I just don't want my kids to ever feel bad about themselves...and kids are so freaking mean to each other. He does look adorable in them, I do have to say. So bring on the four-eyes comments...he can take it...he hits hard.

Oh...and the Sponge Bob case is what sold Jack on the whole deal...