Madison asked years ago if she could get her ears pierced. I thought she seemed kinda young to do all the maintenance it required. Plus, let’s be honest… I didn’t know if she could handle the piercing part.
So, I put her off by telling her when she turned 9 she could get her ears pierced. Why 9?
10 would have been a more significant birthday.
But, I was in 3rd grade when I got my ears pierced, so that’s what I went with.
After heading to get flu shots on January 2nd, we drove over to Claire’s to consider the possibilities. She was excited but unsure about getting them pierced where “all the mall could see.” Which, I get. And, it did make me wonder, “Why is it such a public thing, Claire’s?”
We looked at our choices for a long time, talked to the ladies who would do the piercing (who had lots of practice on each other apparently!). And finally, she was ready!
She climbed up in the chair. I took hold of her hands. She took hold of her bunny for bravery. There was an ear piercer on each side of her. And Ellie looked on. (The rest of the mall pretty much ignored what was happening.)
A split second later it was all over. There were a few tears, but overall, she was a champ!
She was so proud of her new butterfly earrings! I was so happy for her.
We celebrated with some ice cream in the mall food court. And all was well.