The Littlest Librarian

Yeah, so this happened, too.  And with that, officially all three of the Hartley gals wear specs now. We think it's just because we're more studious & smarter than the rest of our male family members, but we'll let them think they're gifted ophthalmologically (is that even a word?!) moreso than us.  WHATEVERRRRRRR. (You know the three of us girls are TOTALLY making that sassy W with our thumbs and pointer fingers right this very moment, correct?!?  HA!  OK, maybe the girls aren't since their thumbs are tucked in, but I totally am, and they are just flipping the birds because they are badass rebels. Tee hee!)

Lola's eyesight turned out to be not quite as jacked up  dismal  poor  horrific  blind-as-a-bat  bad as mine & Claire's vision, so she's got that goin' for her.  The doctor hopes that by correcting her slight nearsightedness now that maybe in the future, she will not need a cane regress visually like her poor mother. We shall see.  Let's never discuss this again, but for the record, I was fitted for bifocals when I was in the 5th grade, as it was an experimental process which was supposed to slow my eyesight from getting worse, and let's just say, it failed miserably. Not to mention, it completely hampered my swag factor, as I was sportin' grandma glasses for a good two years as a pre-tween.  Let's just say that adding a sticker to the bottom of my left lens & buying frames that attached at the bottom vs. the top because I "wanted to look unique & different" didn't help the cause ANY. But I digress...

I am super proud of Miss Thang's new glasses, as I think she looks like the World's Tiniest Librarian in them. And no, we didn't get these frames at Build-A-Bear OR the American Girl store (though don't think we haven't tried that shit on, because we soooo have). We actually were able to shop at a regular glasses boutique (gasp!) for our wee little nymph!  If that isn't progress, I don't know what the F is. 

I present to you the cutest little spectacle-wearing 9 year old I have ever seen... Miss Lola.  

I cannot eye roll big enough this very moment.

Oh wait, maybe I can.

Epic side-eye

I am SO.  DONE. with my Glamour Shots, Toots.

I am just gonna stare off into the distance for dramatic effect, and maybe if I'm lucky,
she will pick up on my severe disinterest in this photo shoot & other related shenanigans.

Or perhaps a strong elbow-to-the-chest will send a her the message that this photo sesh is OVER.  It's worth a try!

PS -- I am *NOT* a trouble maker!  Really!!!!!

xo

My Wee Hipster

So this happened...

Yep, yep.  It was bound to happen, being MY daughter.  Pretty sure I'm damn near legally blind without my contacts & glasses, so clearly I've been in complete AWE that my 3 kiddos - up to this point - have not required glasses. Cal & Scott both have vision "as good as a fighter pilot," according to our optometrist.  Damn them!!!  Last visit to the eye doctor, both were able to read some unbelievably microscopic line way the F down on that evil "E chart."  The only other person who'd done so was a fighter pilot.  So these two yayhoos have now demanded our eye doc add "glassblower" & "badass student-athlete" to that elite list, and they never let ME forget it!  Yours truly is currently giving the biggest eye roll EVER, as I can't even see the damn E without correction. They both can suck it.  Ditto that fancy pilot.  HA!

Claire's latest eye exam revealed that she was quite nearsighted.  I believe her prescription is -3.50 or something?!  Not quite as bad as mine, but she's well on her way. (So sorry, sweet girl o' mine!) Apparently the teen years are when eyesight can change, so our almost-14-year-old is actually on track for something.  WOOHOO!  We are using them with her when she's awake and looking further than 18-24" away and hoping this will make her world SO much bigger!

I snapped some pics of her sportin' her new Ray-Ban's like a boss, and I HAD to share.  Enjoy my studious little teenager rockin' her new specs!  

"The Bird" makes it's return... A certain someone, and I don't want to name names -- CLAIRE -- doesn't want her picture taken anymore.  Like EVER.  Typical teenage angst, we've decided.  And maybe a sprinkling of badass.
SO.  PROUD!

Seriously, you're STILL HERE?  Ummmm, no.

Throwin' shade with the best of 'em.

These glasses make me look glitter af.

"I'm on some new shit.  I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her." ~Chris Brown (& Claire!)

Don't make me come over there.

You HAVE to be kidding me.  We're done here, right??? You BETTER be feelin' my epic side eye, MOM.

Pissed?  CHECK.

SO.

OVER.

THIS.

YAY!  She's finally done!  I WON!  Attitude ALWAYS wins!

(At least that's MY theory! :)

xo