As my Grammy's mother used to say, beauty must suffer. Today, I got my ears pierced. Mommy wanted my ears pierced but she was upset that it would hurt me. She was also worried that the person piercing my ears would mess up and the earrings would not be in the correct place. Mommy worries about those types of things. Daddy had to hold me during the process. Caitlin, Aunt Patti, Uncle Ben, and Nana were there to watch. I didn't dry for too long. Mommy cried more than I did.
What's going on, Dad?
What did I do to deserve this? I've been a good girl.
Mommy, make it all better.
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