The Papou went for an eye exam today...and he's nearsighted, as I am. He will need glasses. Not pitchers, not cups. Glasses.
I was saddened, for his sake. As for him, he, excuse the pun, saw red. But my son and eye, excuse the pun, we react strongly at first...and then we calm down. Hopefully, I'll make the idea of glasses, if not palatable, at least drinkable during the upcoming weeks.
In the meantime
he's practicing
for the Beijing olympics
:-)
ReplyDeleteEach time you talk about your son, the reader can FEEL the love you have for him.
THIS is beautiful.