In which my daughter discovers a downside to a life of fame and glamour

movie star rabbit sunglasses, newly desmudged

Preschooler, handing me her glasses before climbing out of the back of a shiny new black Cadillac Escalade (sadly, not ours):

“Mommyo, would you wash my movie star rabbit sunglasses? They got smudged while I was being a movie star.”

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