Iyana's (belated) Ears Piercing Adventure

I'm late. So what. Things happen. I have like four different video camera device thingys that I can't keep track of. I remember the moment, but I forget that I recorded the moment as well. We're here now. That's all that matters.

Iyana, Mariah's little sister, finally got her ears pierced just a few days after her second birthday back in March. I can remember when I took Mariah to get her ears pierced. I didn't know what to expect. I think I was a bit nervous and excited. Not as nervous as Mariah's mom, who said there was no way she was doing it. There is something about the entire process that makes you want to cry along with them. Like the whole circumcising process.

Okay, bad visual. Let's get back on track.

The day started early. I met the girls and their mom close to home. We went back to my house, got girly (dressed in black...go figure) and headed out to Westfield Annapolis Mall.

There was hardly anyone there. Yippee! We didn't need a lot of distractions or chaos. A mall, plus 3 women (and Ian), could equal danger. You do the math.

Ian came along to help me with Iyana. In fact, I couldn't take her alone. I wouldn't be able to hold her as the mean old needle entered her ear. I'm the one who needed a hand to hold. But I was too busy recording as you'll see below.

I was impressed. Iyana didn't cry much. I think she was shocked by the entire process. A little holler. A few (crocodile) tears and BOOM, she was back to her tough-girl-take-no-crap attitude. By this I mean, she and Mariah were back to fighting in no time. Don't you love how siblings express their love for one another?

Right after Iyana got her ears pierced, we did a bit of window shopping, enjoyed a few rides, and had tasty ice cream with lots of toppings not suitable for children. We basically did everything imaginable to take Iyana's mind off of her ears.

She didn't need our help. 

Instead, she kept pointing to her ears telling everyone to, "Look! Look!". Strangers, store associates, other children, US...over and over again. There was no way we could ignore her demands. Even if we had seen her adorable butterfly earrings more than ten times. THIS was her moment. A little diva in the making, I tell you. (I should probably tell her that her earrings are not diamonds before she starts prancing around. Nah, she'll sparkle with or without them.)

I absolutely love these little ladies. I think I was inspired to write this post because I miss them. I haven't seen them in...two weeks or so. Doesn't seem like a long time, but it is when they used to look like this:

...and this:

Get those free hugs and kisses in now. Time flies...