eye check

So it turns out that Che isn't one of those children that has a fear of medical appointments. Last year when we took him to the dentist, he was pretty excited. Earlier this week, when we took him to the optometrist, he literally counted down the hours. 

I wasn't too concerned about his eyesight but there are quite a few serious eye issues in my family so I wanted to get the all clear. The optometrist was a rather serious guy who had no choice but to lighten up when Che started talking. Because, when he was asked to name the pictures on the screen, the result was pure comedy:

"Fish, flower, dog, duck."
"Dog, duck, fish, flower."
"Small duck, dog, flower (or maybe it's an arrow), fish."

The 'small duck' got me, who would have thought he would use adjectives in the eye test?! That's my boy.

And the result? Exceptional eyesight. Che's reaction? Pure disappointment. "I wanted glasses!"