Moving on..

Its been a week of sadness that has gradually gotten better. I guess this is a good thing.

Last week we decided to let Josie chose whether she wanted to get her ears pierced or not. She said that she did, and was hugely excited all week.

So the big day arrived - Saturday, and after her dancing class we took her to the chemist to get her ears done. They were just brilliant in there, suggesting we have two of them do both ears at the same time. How brilliant is that??

So after spending about 10 mins picking out the earrings she wanted, Josie finally chose a pair of little pink stones.

She sat up in the chair, and the two girls, Becka and Eleni got themselves ready with the piercing guns.

Eleni to Becka: On 3?

And they both got into position.

Eleni to Josie: What year are you at school?
Josie: Year 1.
Eleni: You know what year is really good?
Josie: No which?
Eleni: Year 3!

Bang goes Eleni's gun!

We all look at Becka, who is still poised ready to go, obviously not getting Eleni's subtlety.

Tony to Becka: Go..

Bang goes Becka's gun!

We all breathe a sigh of relief. It was done, and Josie was too stunned to cry, and by the time she thought she might need to do a courtesy cry, she was just too excited about having earrings ;-)


So now we spray and rotate every day.. and she still hasn't really complained about any pain..

Go figure.. I was miserable for two days after having mine redone three months ago.. but then I am just a wuss.