My Girl Halle

Halle got her glasses today.  She loves them, she loves to see, but she doesn't love the change (the fact that she has to wear them now.)  She's like me.

Only she had more than three frames to choose from at the glasses-store.

My choices: big blue, big brownish-reddish, or big wire frames (that my parents vetoed.)

Look, I make fun of those big glasses I wore (that's 3rd grade) but really, I liked them.  I just hated having to wear them. 

I totally know how Halle is feeling.

She'll get over it.

 

I guess.