She has been asking to get her ears pierced since she was about 5, and I kept telling her that she had to wait until she was 12. In my mind at that time, 7 years was basically a lifetime away, so I thought I'd never have to deal with it.
Ears are now pierced. We've been fumbling around with q-tips and cotton balls trying to avoid infection. She's got earrings, people. This is all so foreign to me! I thought I was raising her to just sit around and watch sports--skip the frills and drama--to be happy with a ragged pony tail.
Nope. She chooses frills, drama, make up & girly girl stuff.
It's all good. We love her just the way she is. She fits perfectly into our family!
Happy Birthday Gimme!