As many of you know I have been wanting to pierce Naiya's ears since she was a baby. (Okay really I've been wanting someone else to do it for me so that I don't have to be the bad guy!!) First I thought she was too little, then I was worried that she would pull on her ears too much, then I thought I would wait for Eva to be big enough to want it too.... The list of excuses is endless.
For Christmas they both got beautiful pair of gold and diamond earings from a family friend, and that planted the seed in Naiya's mind. Those of you who know Naiya she doesn't let things go easily. She may forget for a bit, but there is always something to remind her. She kept asking for them. So yesterday, when we walked by a Claire's in Park City, I decided to do it.
She was soooo brave. She knew it would hurt a little, but wanted it anyway. Of course she picked the "blue like Thomas (the train)" earrings, never mind they are the September birth stone. She barely winced with the first one and was ready for the second one. Cool as a cucumber. (I, however, could feel my pulse race.) To top it off they gave her a lollipop when it was all over. When we left the store, she walked a little taller and had a big proud grin on her face.

She loves them!
Fantastic... until this morning when when she woke up and one earring was missing!! It fell out! Of course this happens the one day in the year that I am taking a day-long tax class and Jared is watching the girls. We tried to get it back in before I left, but it didn't go smoothly and she started to cry. Poor thing is going to be scarred for life. I don't even know if I can talk her into going back to get it re-pierced. I almost want to just take the other one out and chalk it up to a loss, but she wanted them so bad, and those suckers aren't cheap! I'm all stressed that it will fill in and leave scar tissue and her little ears will be messed up or something. Thank goodness I didn't do Eva's too. I feel like the worst mom ever. I guess I'll just see how she feels about it tomorrow. Wish me luck!
Moral of this story: I am an adult and I shouldn't let my 2 year old talk me into stuff!! :)