Sophie came running in Wednesday morning just as I was waking up and decided it was time to become a monster – a routine activity on all lazy mornings.
She sat quietly for a long time, though, shooting me furtive quizzical glances, before eventually asking, “Ben glasses?”
“Yep. I wear glasses!”
“Where?”
“I took them off when I went to sleep.”
“No! Glasses on!”
I put my glasses back on, and she immediately proceeded to roar and attack me.
Apparently without glasses I cease to be Ben, and cannot play.
May 28th, 2008 at 8:17 pm
Maybe your glasses don’t look as good on you as you think.