Today I took Phoebe to get her ears pierced! It is part of her birthday present from us. She has wanted them done for a few years, but this was the year.
She grinned from ear to ear pretty much the entire time we were at the place.
She didn’t cry. She didn’t wiggle. She didn’t roll around on the floor writhing in pain. She merely said, “Ow!” quietly, almost as an afterthought.
Afterwards, we met up with Ray and had lunch. Phoebe was still grinning about it. She didn’t even argue when I said that she was getting the plain little balls for her first earrings. Even after they showed her all the fancy, pretty little ones that were colorful or sparkly. I did promise that she could get something prettier or sparkly (or both) for her second pair when she’s allowed to change them.
