She came in half-victorious, half-blushing.
“I have a earring,” she announced.
“Emphasis on the singular,” the mom added pointedly.
The five-year-old glanced at her mom, narrowed her eyes in potential protestation and shrugged. “I still have a earring,” she stressed. “See?” she turned her face to showcase a glittery heart on an exposed earlobe. I peeked around her head: the other earlobe was conveniently concealed under a lock of hair.
“She refused to have the other one done,” the mom sighed.
“It hurt!” the gal accused.
“I told you it would hurt a little,” her mom responded, “you said you wanted earrings anyway.”
“Yeah, but it hurt a LOT!”
I had a feeling this was a dialogue with some accumulated mileage.
“So …” I interfered, “you have one pierced ear … Doesn’t it mean you can wear only half of your new earrings?”
She considered that.
“Yeah,” she twisted her lip in contemplation. “But … maybe I’ll have the other one done … I mean … when I’m older. Maybe like, twelve. Or even nine.”
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The wisdom of a child. Wonderful post, thank you for sharing.
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She is a real imp! Princess, but an imp… 🙂