I went out to visit with wm on Saturday. Didn't take Sally the wonder dog - too much of a cold weather wuss to face a long walk that chilly day. Instead, wm & I went out to Perkins for breakfast. wm was squirrelly when I arrived. He was struggling - he'd lost yet another pair of glasses. I went back through my checkbook over the last 6 and 1/2 years to see just how many times we've replaced this tweedle's glasses. Ready? It's scary! Yup, 17 times! :wildone: As we returned from the restaurant I informed wm that he is 12 going on 13. That husband & I would no longer just pay for glasses. "Mom, you know I'll go blind!" Well, that would be sad, wm. "That's abuse, mom." You have to love these well thought out arguments wm throws my way. I informed wm, now that he is 12, he will have to help pay for his glasses. His allowance plus any other monies he earns/gets will go toward paying for replacing his glasses. "You know, mom - I see much better now. I don't really think I need glasses." /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/919Mad.gif I'm hoping that by hitting him where it really hurts, he just may start taking care of his glasses. In the meantime, he is having some headaches - eye doctor said that 2 weeks maximum will be the time frame that wm can go with-o those glasses. There are days & then there is wm. I really love my son - just don't know how to get through to him.