I took my daughter to the cinema last week. She hasn’t been since before that huge crazy world event thing that’s been happening over the past couple of years, which means she would have been too young to remember going to the cinema at all. She was super excited, as the movie we were seeing was a children’s movie (obviously), and it was animated and had a lot of singing and dancing in it. Perfect for children, and even I enjoyed it a little bit, as this particular studio tends to add in a few jokes and moments that even adults can appreciate.
Anyway, I’m pretty sure that now I need to take my daughter to a children’s optometrist. While we were watching the film, she started complaining that she couldn’t see. It was very loud, in what was a surprisingly very quiet theatre, and so I told her to be quiet. I did so very politely, because I didn’t want to look rude in front of the other parents. But my poor little daughter kept on complaining in whispers that her vision was blurry. Later on, when we left the cinema, I tested her a little bit to check that she just wasn’t lying for attention. Anyway, now I’m convinced she needs glasses. I’m going to take her to a Bayside eye care and optometry specialist as soon as I can manage to get some more time off work.
It’s important to her education and just general happiness that she can see properly. I need glasses now, but I’m middle-aged. I can’t imagine what it would have been like as a little child, barely starting school, and having to wear glasses all the time. I suppose she’ll get used to it. Eye care and glasses technology has certainly improved a lot over the years. Maybe when she’s older she’ll prefer contacts, but I’m not going to pressure her.