I broke so many glasses when I was kid. My Mom would have conniptions, and warn me of punishment if I broke them again. My Dad would tell me that as someone who doesn’t wear glasses (like we both did) and was never a boy, Mom didn’t understand how life was supposed to be lived…even by people with glasses. So we had to be patient with her.
I broke so many glasses when I was kid. My Mom would have conniptions, and warn me of punishment if I broke them again. My Dad would tell me that as someone who doesn’t wear glasses (like we both did) and was never a boy, Mom didn’t understand how life was supposed to be lived…even by people with glasses. So we had to be patient with her.