sore eyes

Signs of ‘maturity’. First came the gray hairs, then my son told me he’s going to miss me when I die (seeing as I’m 35 with one foot in the grave), and I noticed my eyes are straining last night as I pored over my latest Pop Photography magazine. My dad picks up his nifty, uber-funky reading glasses from the $2.99 stand at the pharmacy down the street. I kinda like the look of these more: (as modeled by the ever-so-stylin’ tween of the house)

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April 29, 2010 - 12:21 pm

April - Perfect pout for a kiss…big kisses from Grammie :-)

May 5, 2010 - 7:20 pm

Bridget - We have had SO much fun looking at all your photos and the kids have been laughing at the way you word funny things ;-) (like the “I’m going to miss you when you die” haha) I love how we can see you in the lens of the reading glasses ;-) We miss you and your kids SOOOOO much!!!! Can’t wait to see you in a month!!!!!!

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