My son found his dad's glasses this morning and walked around the house saying "I'm David!" The sad thing is that I'm afraid he's going to need glasses, and it won't be too long, either. David got his first pair in fourth grade, I was in fifth or sixth when I got mine. So, if you average that out, our kids are doomed for glasses around fifth grade. (Doesn't he look cute, though?) Sorry kids!
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