Figuring out all the details, big and little, when you get a new foster kid is always a journey.
Some things are easy to figure out, and some things aren't. Some things you get information about, and some things you guess. Some things are really important, and some are incidental. And sometimes you use a 4 year old as a source of information.
When we met K, one of the pieces of information we got was that he wore glasses. When he arrived at the house, his glasses were safe and sound in their case in his backpack.
The worker let me know that they were corrective glasses. (I'm going to be mature and not make any of the very obvious statements I could make here.) She didn't know when he needed to wear them. So I asked K. He let me know they were only for school.
To double check, I put the glasses on him and he treated them like reading glasses. Looking over them, perching them low on his nose...you get the picture.
So, I put the glasses away for the weekend, and by some miracle remembered to get them in his school bag on Tuesday. The first person we saw when we got to school was the secretary. Right after saying hello to K, she asked where his glasses were. It was with a slightly smug feeling of pride that I let her know they were in his backpack. I got a little bit of a sideways glance, but it didn't really register.
Next up, his teacher. Hello to K, hello to me and ...."Where are K's glasses?". Being every so socially perceptive, I started to see a pattern. Apparently he should be wearing the glasses.
Turns out he needs to wear them all the time. Every day. He went the whole weekend, the fair and family visits, without seeing a lot of what we thought he was seeing. (perhaps that's why he got bored at the derby?)
FYI....I didn't admit to the teacher that I got my information about the glasses from a 4 year old. And thankfully this wasn't a make or break issue.
And now he has his glasses on every morning when I drop him off for school.
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