"Hey Lilly, do you want to get real earrings... kinda like Mommy's?" (My earlobes are stretched so I suppose this wasn't the best example for my two-year-old.)
"Yes! Mommy! Yes!" She exclaimed. Suddenly, her eyes lit up as if she just caught a glimpse of what her future possibly held. "Diiiiiiiiamonds?!"
I wasn't exactly sure where to go from there. Aaron and I decided a long time ago that we weren't going to pierce her ears until she asked for it. Did this really count? Am I pressuring her into this? Am I the equivalent of one of those pageant moms on Toddlers and Tiaras? I am. I suck.
Eh... I decided to roll with it, anyway. She can talk. She knows what an earring is. She's totally up for it. This counts. I rule. I am the best mom ever.
I explained the piercing process and Lilly was completely on board... even if it meant getting a little pinch. I called my best pal Kat (who happens to be a manager at a certain piercing place) and asked if she would be up for a special visitor at work. She was. So, after lunch we headed to the mall to get Lilly her diamonds.
She had a hard time deciding which earrings were the ones for her. She kept going back and forth between an emerald birthstone and a pink flower. "Green! No... fower. No... Green! Hmm... fower?" She ended up settling on the pink flower. I think she made a good choice. Kat cleaned and dotted her ears and we got settled in for the main event.
| The before shots... |
| Can you tell I was nervous? |
| Pow! Pow! |
| My poor girl. |
| No grudges here... I hope. |
She took it like a champ. She sobbed for a few minutes, but once Aunt Kat offered to buy her whatever she wanted, she was all smiles. She even picked out her own set of aquatic-themed earrings. "Under the sea! Yes, Mommy! Yes!"
We also caught her staring at herself in the mirror a few times. She told us she looked like a Princess... "Show White" to be specific.
Oh, and I'll try to update this with an after shot... eventually. Shortly after we left the mall, Lilly decided to throw it into full-on tantrum mode and let's just say, Little Miss Princess Ears isn't up for a photo shoot right now. Hooray for me.
i got my ears pierced when i was three. my mom says i was really good and didn't make a peep (i got them pierced at her salon) but as soon as we got in the car I said "mama that really hurt" and cried all the way home. haha.
ReplyDeleteI think I got mine pierced when I was four. It was at some really gross carnival. I remember crying my eyes out on some ride immediately after. Awww, memories.
DeleteAwww, so sweet.
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