Watch me take out my lenses!

Since the boy has decided that sight is a win/win situation, he has been diligent about getting them put in every morning.  I learned some new things about them last night.  I had no intention of learning about contact lenses, but through the tenacity of the boy, I had little choice.

We both were heading up to bed at the same time and he mentioned that he now tries to clean his lenses at night because he doesn't have time in the morning and when he puts them in dirty, they burn.  I have seen the aftermath of the burning, his eyes were a little red, puffy and clockwork orangey like. 

Since I am not a lens wearer, I have never had to deal with the routine of lenses.  He knows this and decides that last night was to be my official education on contact lenses.  He followed me around until I gave in to WATCH him remove his contact lenses.  "See!  This is how I take them out!" he proudly announces.  I stand watching the show.  He removes both of them and carefully places them in his little contact lens receptacle thing.  He continues talking about another topic,  then he looks down and says, "Oh Mah Gawd, I forget which one is which, I hate it when I do that. And you know that is baaaaaaad."  I sigh and giggle and walk away so he can go through his process of figuring out which lens is which.  I can now cross of my list of things to do before I die :  #3,456 Watch Russian Exchange Student Remove Contact Lenses.