Hey, what do you know? I thought of a new one, after all.
When Bonnie was nine, she got glasses.
Her mother chided that it was because Bonnie had taken to reading at night when it should have been bedtime, squinting in the dark to avoid detection. No, her mother sighed, you only thought you were being sneaky.
Bonnie was undecided about her new frames. On one hand, they made her look like her favorite Aunt Maggie. On the other hand...glasses.
Soon after, she found a roll of copper wire. So she sneaked some pliers out of the toolbox, and made frames for her dolls.
Bonnie decided she liked glasses, after all.