Saturday was a special day.
Pumpkin Muffin decided that she was ready.
Twice, since she turned nine, we have made it to the mall and she decided that she was not ready. This time, I knew she would do it.
Pumpkin Muffin got her ears pierced! Grandma and I were so proud!
Pumpkin decided that while daddy was away (who keeps trying to convince her not to do it) it was time. The holidays are coming and her birthday afterwards, and she wants some earrings!
Although being very nervous, she was determined. After the first one was in, and a delayed 'Ouch', she steeled herself for number two. Another exclamation of 'Ouch' and it was all over!
Tears flowed from her eyes, relief that it was over, but she was smiling and laughing. The best moment for me was yet to come.
Pumpkin got down from the chair and walked to the mirror.
The smile that spread across her face was magical as she looked at her newly bedecked ears with a sense of pride and of course, girly happiness!
That was the best moment for me.
And then we did what girls like to do after a big life changing moment... we went to lunch to celebrate!
I was nine when I had my ears pierced. I had to have it done at the doctor's office at my dad's insistence. Which meant the old fashioned way of needle and thread! Yuk!
Hubby was not thrilled at Pumpkin getting her ears pierced either, however, he was resigned to the fact that the day was coming. We agreed that anytime after her 9th birthday was fine. To Hubby it represents the first steps toward being a teen, and womanhood. Neither of which he wants to see happen to his baby girl. Ah, well, he will just have to cope since we all know that time waits for no one.
Pumpkin's ears getting pierced represents the first tenative steps toward becoming a young woman in my eyes as well. Instead of being in denial, I choose to hold my Pumpkin's hands and walk side by side with her.
I hope she continues to want me there every step of the way.
I don't want it any other way.