Bye Bye Glackeys

One of my very favorite Bridget-isms is “glackey” for “glasses.” We don’t really know why she says it that way, but there was a period of time when you couldn’t always tell if she had just seen a duck, wanted a cracker or was admiring your spectacles because her words for all three sounded strangely the same.

Today I had to take a shower when Bridget was awake, something I try not to do. I either get up before she does or I wait until she’s down for her morning nap. But today it had to be done. So I gathered up some favorite toys and books and gave the bathroom a quick baby-proofing and hopped in for a quick shower. Apparently I was not quick enough because at some point she got bored, stood on tip-toe and grabbed my glasses off the bathroom counter. When I got out of the shower, she had the arm in one hand and the glasses on top of her head. She proudly pointed to her head and said “Glackey!”

My lovely kate spade glasses are history. She’s broken them beyond repair, I fear, since the screw is still in the hinge on the broken side - it seems she has broken the arm clean off right at the hinge. Luckily I wear contacts 99% of the time but it’s times like now, when I’m ready for bed and my contacts are sitting in their case getting all clean that are going to be trouble. I actually am wearing the glasses now without the right arm, but they are all wonky on my head. I guess that’s ok for reading before bed and I can get by until I can get to the eye doctor for a new pair. When I replace them I won’t be nearly as indulgent, since this last pair was purchased as a way of draining the money from Jake’s old flexible spending account. I doubt I’ll be buying a fancy pair this time around. But that’s ok right? I mean, as a mom, aren’t I supposed to be wearing hopelessly outdated glasses with my corduroy jumpers and turtlenecks? I think Bridget was just trying to help me remember my place.

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