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22.05.13

One day he came home from the neighbours' house without his glasses. It was dark when we realised, so hubby went with him. It turned out that his mysteriously missing pair were there, too, for six weeks!

A week later, the newly found pair were ruined. He'd worn them out to lunch at One Day School, left them on the playground, and they'd been stood on. Several times, by rampaging rhinos, by the look of them. Possibly rampaging rhinos doing the rhumba. Rigorously.

They were reduced to a scratched, flattened tangle... in several pieces. They were absolutely beyond repair.

Stern words were spoken. We ordered a replacement pair with a flexible, bendable frame. He promised to be more careful.  

He'd had his new glasses for one day when hubby found them on the floor in the hallway, with a scratch on one lens.

I don't know what to do, really. He's not malicious, just forgetful, but it's an expensive business. I could do the ultra-chic glasses strap (in fluoro-green with clear plastic loops, for true 80s-child-nostalgia), but he'd probably bash his glasses into things if they were hanging around his neck. Although, adding an extra step to taking them off might make him more conscious?  

Source: Stuff.co.nz (blog)