Rosie lost her new glasses a few nights ago.  I have torn the house apart (and put it back together) looking for them, and all the while her little lazy eye has been going crazy.  It just won’t stay in place.  It breaks my heart really… Anyway, today we had to go get her a new, new pair of glasses.  I could have done without forking out for new glasses right now, but like I said, her poor wee eye just breaks my heart… and the pleas of ‘my head hurts’ and ‘I feel sick’ that I know are instigated by bad vision.

So here is the spectacles re-run, 4.5 months later - the new, new glasses:

She was a proper little madam when we were choosing the frames and refused to go for anything more sensible than pink or purple.  I think she chose well (even if it took far too long and they are bright purple - but hey, they are Raybans after all!

Then tonight, sporting her new snazzy bright purple frames she snuck into Daddy and Dan’s hair gel and pasted her hair to her scalp with the entire pot - I was laughing too hard (then pacifying her after hurting her feelings for laughing at her) to remember to grab the camera.  She looked so much like Lou (out of Little Britain) it was scary!!

I sent her up to the bath and when I went up to wash her hair, there were her new, new glasses laying in the middle of the bathroom floor.  I explained (again) how she must NOT do that and how she MUST always remember to put them where she could find them and she replied with:

“It’s ok if I break or lose them… you can just buy me some new, new glasses!” and she punctuated it with a grin!!