Ear Piercing Day 2009.
It started off not so good. Roo woke up feeling REALLY ever so not well with a pesky cold, and it was looking like we were going to have to postpone. Which threw Elasta Girl into a weeping fit that rivaled the "Moo Cow" days of her mother. The trauma was fixed by my saintly parents, who came down to watch Roo, while we went on our day.
First, lunch at Village Inn, a cheese burger with the smallest particle of cheese that I have ever seen, hash browns (EG's FAVORITE food on the planet) and PIE. Yes, those are hash browns under all that Ketchup.
Next came the lobe holes.
Grandma Snyder told Elasta Girl before we left that she might want to take a TYLENOL before she went because her ears were going to hurt so much. Grandma Snyder has never had her ears pierced, so I ask you, how would she know?
After we were finished piercing, Elasta Girl said: "Grandma doesn't know what she's talking about". "It hurt for 2 seconds and now they just fell weird". Silly Grandma, bless her heart.
The cute earrings. I knew as soon as I saw all the choices she was gonna choose these ones.
Tiny little "diamondy" flowers with "blue topazish" middles.
The cute earrings. I knew as soon as I saw all the choices she was gonna choose these ones.
Tiny little "diamondy" flowers with "blue topazish" middles.