|pretend glasses are the best|
The best thing is how grown up she seemed with them on. It was like having sushi with a sixth grader. Her mannerisms got all big-kiddish suddenly, and I got a glimpse of her as a pre-teen. A very interesting and adorable and creative and just generally neat-o preteen.
Boy, I've got to get some cooler adjectives before she really hits the preteen stage. I doubt neat-o will fly by then.
Do you have a love or hate relationship with your glasses? I usually love my glasses, but in the summer, I hate them sliding down my nose when I sweat. I know, you are dying to know more about this problem, right?