The girls were crushed when they found out that their vision is just fine. They were really hoping to get some cute new glasses. Luckily the youngest three seem to have inherited their eyesight from their dad. At least so far. I was more than happy to end our 80 minute visit to the optometrist only having to purchase one new pair of glasses. By this time next week Robbie will rediscover that grass and leaves are actually individual pieces, and be able to read the chalkboard again.