My sweet little daughter turned 10 yesterday. Ten years old! I can't believe it. And she's a fifth grader, so this is the last year I get to make her special birthday cookies for her class. She will be way too cool for this next year in middle school.
The thing she wanted more than anything was pierced ears. I have been reluctant to let her, because I got my ears pierced by a teenager at a mall when I was a kid and it was miserable. They were uneven, and kept getting infected, and I finally let the holes grow back together. I wanted Lucy to have a better experience but there aren't a lot of options in central Vermont. I was on the verge of driving several hours to a tattoo/piercing parlor that was willing to take kids. But then we heard of a salon not too far away, with a very experienced ear piercer, and my mom offered to pay for it as a birthday present.
It seemed pretty easy and straightforward -- so I got mine done as well. The woman said she'd done thousands of ear piercings but never did a mother-daughter duo before.
