At long last, Annie got her ears pierced.
She's wanted earrings for quite some time. I had to wait until I was 10, and since what was good for the goose is supposed to be for the gander, I'm actually proud I was able to make it to almost eight. Sigh. Must work on parenting toughness.
The week before the grand event, I caught her talking to her ears in the mirror. "Don't worry ears!" she crowed. "Soon you will have earrings!"What is this, a 2nd grade version of "The Secret?"
When the actual day arrived, she got pretty nervous. Here she is with a good buddy, who graciously volunteered to hold her hand. Her little sister ran away- she couldn't bear to watch!
First glimpse in the mirror after the earrings are in...
Success!
We celebrated with frozen yogurt from Tasti-D...
Today it's earrings, tomorrow she raids my closet. Crikey, this goes by fast.
