Emily finally got her ears pierced a few weeks ago. Both girls faced the same requirement for piercing - they had to be able to read. Well, Emily's reading has come on like gangbusters in the last couple of months and a week cooped up at home after the blizzard really had her reading a lot. With all of us home one day, we decided that it was time. Emily was terrified of the pain and Elizabeth was terrified that a
teenager would do the piercing - remember,
we took Elizabeth to a tattoo parlor to get her ears pierced (Emily wanted nothing to do with needles, so we figured that we had go the more traditional route). I have to say, the woman who did the piercing did a great job - and Lee and I also refused to let Emily walk around with just one ear pierced, despite the loud screaming after the first ear was done. She was hurt and mad once the deed was over, but about ten minutes later, she wanted to check herself out in the mirror and once she saw her reflection, proclaimed herself "even more beautiful than before." Now, the long countdown until the studs come out for the first time.
Excited - but more scared. You can see that Lambie, who no longer leaves the house, came along for moral support!
What exactly is the lady doing? That looks like it's going to hurt!!
Even my phone captures the crocodile tears running down her cheeks as she thinks that maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.
That hurt! That hurt! That hurt!
Still crying as she shows me her new earrings.
Still crying....and mad.
She won't even pose for a picture.
After the ordeal was over, we lunched at Panera Bread, our favorite chain restaurant, where she quickly got back to her old self.
2 comments:
Aww. Emily is such sweet little thing!
I had to wait until I was 12 to get my ears pierced. But then we went out to visit my aunt a month before my birthday and she and my mom made me a proposition. I could get my ears pierced a whole month early because my aunt wanted hers done, too. Little did I know that my 40 year old Aunt was more nervous than I was and made me go first to judge whether she would go through with it or not. When she saw that I didn't cry, she went through with it herself. I think I cried the first time I cleaned them with alcohol though - holy stinging!
Awww, another milestone!! love the picture story (and the expressions on her face!!)
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