My cute little Ali has been wanting her ears pierced for some time now. She asked about it a few days ago and I decided to call her bluff. So on Saturday when she said, "Mom can I PPPPPLLLLEEEEAAAASSSSSSSE get my ears pierced." I said okay, let's go do it. Then I told her about how they do it and what they do. I told her it was going to hurt like a shot from the doctor but they do it twice and it would hurt twice. I also told her she had to wash them every day and had to keep her earrings in no matter how much they hurt for a month. All the way till Halloween. She thought about it and said, "lets do it tomorrow." I told her we couldn't do it on Sunday but we could go on Monday if she wanted to. I gave her every opportunity to back out possible, because really I do think she is a little young, but......she did it.
We walked in and she was all shy and clinging to my pants. I told her she had to act like a big girl or she couldn't get her ears pierced. We looked at all the cute earrings they had to choose from. (Much better choices than when I was a girl.) She giggled when he was marking her with a pen and we were making sure she looked symmetrical . So she sat up tall on my lap and let the jeweler do it even after she saw the metal gun they use. I remember being terrified of that ear gun and I was twelve, not four and a half. She picked out the cutest little white flower earrings with a pink center. It cost twice as much as I thought it would but at least I am certain it was a sterile environment and not a flouncy little mall store. 
This is Ali just as we were walking out. She did cry and the second ear was harder than the first but this guy was a pro. She leaned into me and he latched onto her second ear and wala- done in a flash. Then he opened up his magic drawer of wonder which was filled with candy....cotton candy, twisty suckers, etc. etc....she got to pick two things. Oh man did those crocodile tears dry up quick. He is a freaking genius I tell you. Pierce their ears and before they realize what has happened offer them an armload of candy to take home with them. Ali left smiling and happy with her beautiful flower ears. So I guess the moral of the story is.....you can't scare your kids out of something they really want to do. I thought I had convinced her not to do it on Saturday but by Monday she was ready to go actually she couldn't even wait for her brothers to get home from school like they had planned at breakfast. She just really wanted to go and do it, so we did.

Carter didn't want me to take a picture of this, but I told him it is a picture of him being a nice brother, not a picture of him painting girls fingernails. He really is such a nice kid. Ali is very lucky to have both and Tyler....though I doubt Tyler would let me take a photo if I caught him painting Ali's nails. Byron and I realized last night that by the time Ali turns 16, Tyler will have just left on a mission and Carter will be 21, probably off at college ....we will be all alone with our beautiful teenage daughter....I think we are going to need to hire a bodyguard for her to make it through high school. Byron will definitely have to sit around a clean his guns when the young men come around. Actually our plan is to keep her so busy she doesn't have time to look around and notice boys....so bring on the piano lessons, gymnastics, dance, violin, singing, hummm...what else, oh yea, she likes soccer, basketball, etc....we are going to need distractions here.