Last week I did something else I swore I'd never do: I bought sunglasses for Fry. I just kept thinking what a ridiculous waste it was. I never wore sunglasses as a baby, and I haven't gone blind or anything! Well, ok, that's not true, I did wear them at least once:
Totally ahead of my time.
Now get off my lawn!
But in the last few weeks, we've been having a lot of sun (that tells you a lot about the winter weather in northeastern France - up until a few weeks ago we hadn't seen the sun since Fry was born!) and I noticed that on our walks, Fry would suddenly jerk every time his face hit full sun. I was instantly reminded of being a small child and feeling like a thousand daggers were stabbing my blue eyes whenever I got a bit of sun in them. Of course, Fry has his Papa's blue-grey eyes and I know all too well how he feels.
So I did it, and now he's got the teeniest tiniest pair of sunglasses you ever did see with a UV rating. The best part is that he doesn't do the jerk when the sun hits his face. Now he's just got to learn to not take the glasses off when we hit a shadowy patch and chew on them or else he's going to get the daggers again!