On Thursday afternoon, I got a call at the office from Kari. She had just received a call that Christopher's new eyeglasses had arrived (the lenses had to be special ordered) so she rushed over to pick them up, anxious to improve Christopher's vision as soon as possible.

As you can tell from the picture, he's got quite a heavy prescription: -12.00. At least, that's what I think the prescription said. All of my research on the internet suggests that that's an insane amount of correction; however, based on Christopher's reaction when the glasses were first put on his face...well, here's Kari's description of the magic moment:

The moment the optometrist put the glasses on Christopher's face, he burst out laughing, looked at me, and squealed, "Mommy, HELLO! HELLO, MOMMY!! Nice to SEEEEEE you!! Benjamin, Nice to SEEEEE you!!" He then ran around the eyeglass store yelling at people, "Nice to see you!" There wasn't a dry eye in the store. I was choking back tears.

Needless to say, after I got that phone call, I hurried home. I was a little perplexed, though, as that first night at home, Chris seemed as if he couldn't care less about his glasses as he settled back into his regular toy-car-playing, cat-chasing, and Ben-pestering duties. But, starting the next day, Chris has been wearing the glasses every waking moment.

It's clear that he's able to recognize and identify things better at a distance, even when that distance is five or six feet. He's been a bit more alert and quicker to follow what's going on around him. All in all he seems happier now that his world has just gotten a lot bigger.