Avery’s head: 1, My glasses: 0

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With a swift headbutt to my face this morning Avery broke my glasses. He was crawling on our bed towards me and when he arrived he gave me one of his hugs. His hugs consist of him pressing his forehead against you. He was excited and laughing up a storm when he arrived at my face. His exhuberant hug landed on the side of my head. My glasses were no competition against Mr. A's noggin. He didn't even flinch and kept laughing and crawling.