Colorblind? Not Anymore!

Kyler and I went to the eye doctor yesterday. (I am now trying contacts. How do you people stand this thingy always on your eyeball? But I digress. . .) The eye tech tested Kyler for colorblindness. I am not sure she had ever had anyone who was actually colorblind. She kept pointing to the circle and saying, "What number is in this one?" He would say, "There's no number in that one." She would point to the circle and say, "No, what NUMBER is in this CIRCLE?" I finally had to signal over his head and tell her that he IS colorblind.

Next, they moved us back to a room to see the optometrist. Since I knew they'd tested (and he'd failed) and since Kyler is in denial, I told him to ask the eye doctor if he was colorblind. He did. She told him that they had tested, and he hadn't gotten all of them right. Yes, he did have some colorblindness. He said, "No. I used to be colorblind, but now I'm not." She kinda smiled and said, "Honey, it's not something you grow out of. It's genetic." He said, "I am not colorblind. I can tell my red crayon from my brown crayon." And that was that. He still refuses to believe he is. . .dare I say it?. . .colorblind. (I keep telling him that his daddy and his uncle are colorblind. It's really not a big deal. He insists it is, and he's not, and that's that.) Help, anyone?