Notice anything different about my kitty?
She got her ears pierced! I’ve been wanting to pierce Eva’s ears since she was born, but Michael thought she should make the decision on her own. A couple of weeks ago she announced – completely on her own - that she wanted to get her ears pierced. My heart fluttered and Michael’s heart had an attack. He thought she would be much older when she wanted earrings. I’m afraid he’s in for a number of reality checks with this girl of ours.
She carefully chose out which earrings she wanted and landed on her birthstone. This is fortuitous since her birthstone is pink and pink just happens to be her favorite color.
I prefaced this excursion with the expectation that this adventure would be painful but Eva was undeterred. She wanted those earrings.
And she got ‘em! Without any tears at all. She happily collected her 2 lollipops and away we went. As we left the store I asked if we should call Michael and tell him the big news. Eva adamantly replied, “Don’t tell Daddy. I want it to be a surprise so don’t call him. Make sure you don’t tell him. Capiche?”
Jeez. Give a girl a couple of fake diamond earrings and she becomes a wise guy.
Note to self: remove all unmixed cement from the garage.
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