The morning after my last post, (he doesn't read my journal) he oh so innocently asked me where my glasses were. They were new, my guard was down, and I figured he wanted to have a better look at them, so I told him. He snagged them, brought them out to the kitchen where I was busy washing dishes, and proceeded to LICK THE LENSES!!!!
Then Thursday evening as we were preparing dinner, V started rummaging around in my purse. I left the room for a moment and when I got back she was playing with the cleaning rag and the EMPTY glasses case. After gently quizzing the poor child for a few minutes I clued in to the fact that my prankster husband was in the room, and sure enough, he'd taken the glasses and given her the empty case. Just because watching me freak out is funny.
It's a good thing I love him.