The Lord certainly knew what He was doing when he gave me my little Elle!
After listening to her say, "Pretty" for months while she would stroke my earrings, she finally said the phrase that changed all phrases:
"Mommy, Elle want pretty ears."
Melt.
And that was all it took. That was Mommy's cue to melt into a mushy little pile on the floor.
Within days we were scheduling the big event and even had my mom on board - who, ironically, wouldn't let us get our ears pierced until we were 12!
And so, I leave you with my pretty little princess. She loves her pretty ears; though she still doesn't understand why that mean lady "hurt me" (so she says). :)
Ahhh...the price of beauty - a lesson she'll probably learn all too well over the years!
Waiting for the "mean lady" to finish messing with that silly looking gun thing. :)
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Give Lmno a big hug and kiss for me and tell her that Cici knows what she went through. :) I miss my little baby!
-Gracie
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