Three Four-Eyes and a Blue-Toothed Ballerina

My poor little brood all seem to have inherited my rotten eyesight. Upon getting her new glasses, Audrey remarked with a tone of genuine surprise: "Mom! There are little rocks in the road!" Lately she has been discovering things like words on street signs, and noticing that she can see lint on her teacher's sweater when she stands in front of the class. And even Will, who has refused to wear glasses in the past, has been enjoying his new found 20/20. I am enjoying knowing that all these frames come with a one-year, no questions asked, no hassle replacement warranty. I can pretty much guarantee that we will be cashing in on that offer, at least once.

And the blue teeth? Courtesy of a ring pop.