But then I had a shower and got dressed and emerged, still without my glasses on. That's unusual - I usually put them on when I get dressed.
Emma took one look at me and said "Glasses. Glasses Mumma" and went into the bedroom to look for them for me. She checked my beside table, the dresser and the edge of the sink, all the usual places they might be. Nothing would distract her from her quest. She said, louder, "Glasses" and I told her they were in the downstairs bathroom. She headed off down the stairs, found my glasses and presented them to me. She was quite relieved when I put them back on. "Glasses!" she said, and all was right with the world once again.
While I'm been writing this post, Caroline and Emmy have been hanging out next to me. Emma decided that she needed to feed crackers to the camera. We're so glad - we've been worried that the cameria doesn't eat enough...
