Sunglasses

The other day I had this brilliant beyond brilliant idea.

I figured that Carolyn needed some sunglasses.

Because when we go walking, the sun is in her eyes at least half the time.

Well, that idea went over like a lead balloon.

Carolyn won't keep them on her face, which I should have known from the get-go.

Yesterday I made her wear them anyway.

And this is what she looked like:

There's nothing like a little white trash baby in sunglasses...