Or else.

Every afternoon until bedtime Zhen's good eye gets patched. We cover up his good eye to force his brain to use and improve vision in his bad eye. It's a mind trick.

Can you imagine any self respecting 4 year old allowing this monkey business? Nope? Neither can I.

But it is what it is. And I'm his mother. And I will not put his eye doc's children through college for nothing. He will wear the eye patch. And he will wear his glasses. Or else.

Each day I put on the patch. I give him an opportunity to wear it like a big boy. I put his glasses on over the patch. I give him an opportunity to wear them like a big boy.

No? No big boy today?

Ok, then we get the no-nos out. Having his arms straight makes it much harder to get the patch and the glasses off. Well, at least it slows him down a bit.

The stinker has learned to use his feet to take off his glasses and eye patch. He can also wiggle out of the no-nos like Houdini. This is when I pull out my big guns...the footie pajamas!

Too bad it's 100 degrees outside today. I don't think this is a good way for Zhen to live everyday, but it's what are dealing with right now. And right now is all I've got. He's actually pretty happy once I get him suited up and he can't mess with the glasses and all.

I just realized how much he needs a haircut! That will be an adventure for another day.