Ana loves sunglasses. She loves all glasses, but she refers to them all as sunglasses. Yesterday she asked in her sweetest high-pitched asking voice, "Mummy, may I please wear your sunglasses?" Of course I said yes; who can resist her sweet asking voice? As I was explaining to her that those are not sunglasses at all but rather glasses that I need to see, she said, "Mummy, I see for you?" I wish I could see through her eyes. She has a sweet way of always finding fun, adventure, and love, and that's just what I need.