Yet another milestone.
Tim had his very first ever appointment to get contact lenses. He found out that it is not necessarily easy to stick something on your eye ball, which I remember from when I got contact lenses. We will go back in a few weeks to try again, because this did not quite work out. They will give him different lenses to try.
In the meantime, he is supposed to practice keeping his eye open and touching it.
To celebrate this milestone, I took Cees and Tim out for supper in our local Irish pub. It always is a good place to be, and they have excellent food. Their chocolate strawberry torte was to die for. Their tea still has room for improvement though, but what can you expect from the Irish anyway tea-wise?
Cees and Tim were very grownup and mature, and did a contest to see who could put more sugar in their coke and NOT throw up over the table. When we ran out of the little packets of sugar, Cees was not ready to admit defeat, and added two Splenda, six Equal, and four Sweet-n-Low. He was a bit disappointed when we ran out.
A bath room visit gave him the perfect excuse to steal sugar from other people's tables. Or maybe he found it in the bath room. I was careful not to ask. I don't think I wanted to know. In my universe, he crawled underneath tables and reached up a sneaky hand to get a bunch of packages without people noticing. That's what all 16yo's do , right?
In case you were counting, he ended up with 19 packets of sweetener in his coke, turning it into disgusting liquid sugar. In his opinion, it was a nectar from the gods. In my opinion, it was syrupy chemicals.
It is nice to take teenagers out for supper and get more mature behaviour than when I take the little ones out. Or do I?