Julia has wanted glasses for ages.
She doesn’t need them, she just likes them. She likes to “borrow” mine now and then (when I let her…and if I don’t need to see for a while), but since I don’t let her keep them, her glasses-wearing has been minimal.
Until, of course, now.
Julia received several gift cards for Christmas this year, and one was to a chain store geared very much toward young girls – pre-teen, tween, and teen, I’m assuming. We went there the other day so she could spend her money.
Bill wouldn’t have lasted, I’ll tell you that right now. So much…girly stuff.
I had a hard time, too, but held it in check because Julia…well, she was in heaven.
She browsed and browsed, opening little purses and makeup collections (I told her Absolutely No Makeup At All but it was still entertaining to look at the cleverly packaged eye shadows and lip glosses), checking out the nail polish, until – gasp – glasses! Not sunglasses – regular clear-lense glasses! Not corrective lenses…these were just glasses anyone could wear!
Julia tried on quite a few of them, chose one, changed her mind ten minutes later and chose a different pair…finally (FINALLY!) settling on the pair in the photo above.
She also selected a wallet, a manicure set, and those fingerless gloves that have a mitten thing you can pull over your nearly frostbitten digits on the way home from school. We had lots of mathematical and financial discussions during the whole shopping adventure, and I think she spent her gift money well.
She loves the glasses. They make her feel older. I can tell, because she speaks differently – her version of mature - when she’s wearing them.
So anyway, I told you that little story just to show you the picture I took this morning.
Julia was in the living room while I was packing lunches, and she hollered for me to come quick. I ran in, took one look, and ran back to get my camera.
And here, for your viewing entertainment, is the picture I took:
Enjoy the rest of your day!