I wish I could read the fine print. But I can't.
This is a wholly new and annoying phenomenon in my life. All of a sudden, I'm squinting at things, and--gasp!--moving into a lighted area to figure out what the heck that teeny, tiny print on the bottom of a toy/back of a gift card is trying to tell me.
It's telling me--I think I need glasses.
This getting old thing is getting old.
Speaking of old...here's something new. Illinois Woman Gives Birth to One Twin in 2010, One in 2011