7 July 2007
Thirty months old, and already he's wearing glasses? Bad eyes must run in the family or something. Anyway, here's Jackson, just shy of 2½, getting a good look, which would have been a better look had there been a real camera instead of a cell phone handy.
Disclosure: I got glasses at fifteen. Horn rims, because I aspired to wear tweed jackets and date girls who could write sonnets on short notice.
Posted at 9:25 AM to Next Generation
Cutie pie! May he too aspire to date girls who write sonnets on short notice. And may he aspire to be like his grandpa and write blogs about his grand children. Ya' old softy.
Second thing I noticed - "Hey, we have four of those chairs in our dining room."
First thing I noticed - "What a cutie!" Gotta love a toddler in glasses.
I can certainly see the Hill genes in that adorable face. What a cutie! And also? I cannot - to the point of very nearly refusing to - believe he's already 2 1/2. Between this and recent pics of Margi's heartbreaker, I can hardly stand how fast I'm aging in the interwebreality.
Jackson's mom reports today:
"We are slowly working towards full time wear. We are getting him adjusted to them by wearing them for 15 minutes at a time (more if we are lucky), and doing things he enjoys doing only if he wears his glasses. So far he's doing about as well as can be expected. He has a follow up exam in two months, hopefully he will be wearing them full time by then."