This week we had to say farewell to Ezra's Magic Glasses.
They lasted just over a year, which is a pretty good run for plastic glasses he insisted on wearing every single day, all day, from the moment he wakes up until he turns off the light to sleep. (This insistence was fueled by both a genuine need to avoid the dreaded migraines and the fact that he got constant compliments on his "super cool glasses" everywhere he went and so he adopted them as his Signature Lewk.)
We tried in vain to glue them so he wouldn't have to face the computer lab without them while we waited for a replacement pair, but the frame kept breaking and the lens falling out. I gently suggested that maybe -- MAYBE -- he could give it some time and see how he did without the glasses, because well...you know. My children sometimes occasionally perhaps fall on the high side of the OVERLY DRAMATIC scale, and I do sometimes suspect his self-professed sensitivity to every single light bulb in existence is not 100% rooted in reality. Maybe 50/50 real need vs. middle child desire to stand out, plus the aforementioned compliments/attention.
(They're just blue-light blocking glasses, intended for use with computer screens. There's no magnification or anything, and no harm in him wearing them all the time, as long as he doesn't mind looking at the world with a slightly yellowish tint.)
The jury is still out on that one, by the way. He came home from school visibly pale and complaining of a headache...but then spent several happy hours on the Nintendo with absolutely zero issues. But we'd already ordered him a new, more grown-up looking pair of specs.