Tanner Strikes...Again!

Are you as tired of hearing me say this as I am of saying it? Yesterday I was SICK and apparently wasn't paying as close attention to Tanner as I should have been. It was evening and I wasy laying down on the couch, writhing. All of a sudden I open my eyes to Tanner saying "Oh no! The glasses broken." Here is the conversation that ensued:

"Oh Tanner...you broke mommy's glasses. That was very naughty."
"Oh sorry mom. Don't worry, I help fix glasses. It's okay mom."

So, I pulled out my pair of glasses from my 72-hour kit to tide me over until I can get into the optomotrist.

To add to the story, today I was feeding Ava a bottle when the little trouble maker had his way with my second pair of glasses. Am I doing something wrong here? Obviously I'm not doing a very good job of keeping breakable things out of this little guy's reach. Sheesh!