It was the best of times...it was the worst of times...
My two youngest daughters, Emily, nine years old, and Ashley, six years old, set out with my wife, Benita, on Tuesday, to get their ears pierced at the Mall.
Hours later, and after much trepidation they arrived home with only one set of ears pierced...Ashley's, the youngest...!!!
It seems that either Ashley reacted with reckless abandon and little consideration of what pain would be inflicted by this mildly barbaric act of ear piercing, or Emily overthought and was overwrought by the whole process...
Nevertheless, a good portion of Tuesday evening was spent 'discussing' the entire event, while the boys doled out their share of ridicule and taunting about Emily's lack of courage...and her younger sisters 'toughness'...!!!
I could see Emily rehashing the whole incident and ritual of ear piercing, and eventually ruing the fact that she was 'earring-less', all the while her younger sister, Ashley, flashing with great brilliance and personal pride her new sparkling gems, strode through the house with great bubbly and excitement...
And so, just before bedtime, Emily announced to all that she had reconsidered and decided that now she would like to get HER ears pierced as well...
Proud of the way she thought out the whole process rather than jumping into the act just because others do, I offered to accompany her to the local 'Piercing Pagoda' on Wednesday and help her pick out her favorite earrings...
This should make for great Daddy/Daughter bonding...
And perhaps fodder for my next post...!!!
Have a Happy New Year...!!!
