My kids must wear those sticky eyepatches cause they both have one “lazy eye” (that’s what it’s called in Dutch).
They’ve been wearing the patches since they were three years old. However, my son, Bran, had a two-and-a-half year hiatus from wearing them (doctor's error, sadly) and was very resentful that he had to wear them again, now, at seven years old.
So, to help him (and his sister, Daisy) stay motivated to put their patches on every day—for 4 hours—I asked them what they would want after their box of patches was empty. (Which was 100 days worth.)
“A walkie-talkie!” Bran immediately said. And Daisy agreed with her brother right away.
This was ~100 days ago, and they’ve been wearing them for 6 days a week on average.
But now that we’re getting close to their well-earned reward, the message from my dear wife is that “the walkie-talkies won’t be paid from our shared account.”
Of course, I am to blame for this, cause, for the first 2 months, I “forgot” to tell Gigi—my wife, their mother—that they’d be getting walkie-talkies…
So understandably, I get to have the sole honor AND joy of choosing the set. 😉
Woohoo!
These won’t be shitty “toy” walkie-talkies that go like 50 feet. Oh no, these will be ones that can reach 4 miles at least!
And maybe I’ll even get four of them, so we can use them as a family when we’re on a skiing trip in, hopefully, a few years’ time. Or Bran and Daisy can team up, each with a friend, and explore the neighborhood!
Maybe I’m more excited about them than our kids, haha. (Probably because, as a kid, I always wanted to have good walkie-talkies but never had them.)
Anyway, I’ll keep you posted on what walkie-talkies I’ll get myse… eeh, I mean, I’ll get my kids.
Cheers!
Jibran