glasses

A few weeks ago I gave my niece a speech that when kids are around, adults grow eyes in the back of their heads and we can see everything. It took some convincing and I had to assure her when she became an adult she would also grow these "special" eyes. This was to let her know that she was better off just telling the truth, because we probably already knew and if we didn't, the truth would come out in the end. What had happened was...

I'm driving the car and Makenzie is sitting in her booster seat behind me. So my "special" eyes (rear view mirror) were blocked by the seat. We had just stopped at Rita's (she just so happened to get Swedish fish flavor, red in color), and I noticed she got very quiet. I thought it was because she was eating. Wrong. I looked in the mirror and tried to turn around, but I couldn't see what she was doing. She then pipes up and says... "Hey, Aunt Mandy I think you might need to see a doctor." I am completely confused right now as to what she is talking about and I asked her why? She says, "Well, ummm the eyes in the back of your head might need glasses, because I just spilled my Rita's and cleaned it up with my (white) sweater and your eyes didn't even notice it, I really think you might need glasses." She's holding up her little white sweater to show me, only now it's covered in stylish red splotches.

Instead of telling her that I don't really have "special" eyes... I told her I would have to make an appointment later this week, but I would probably get contacts instead of glasses. I thanked her for cleaning the mess and for letting me know about my eyes.