Here is my little genius wearing my glasses:
But before you think of Harvard on the horizon, make note of the fact that as we wandered through the grocery store yesterday, all she would say, over and over, up and down each and every aisle, as she pointed at every single item on the shelves was, "Poopie, poopie, poopie, poopie, poopie, poopie, poopie, poopie, poopie, poopie, poopie, poopie, poopie . . . "
Don't get me wrong, it was really adorable, but I don't think it's the kind of thing they look for at ivy league schools.