Alex's new hair cut, Chloe's self chosen outfit
Week ending Feb 8, 2009: This week Alex started violin lessons. I’ve been letting the kids pick one extra-curricular activity at a time and they alternate who gets to the picking. Chloe picked gymnastics classes which ended mid-January, so Alex picked “music” for his turn. When I talked to the people at the local music store, they said 5 year olds can play piano or violin. Since we happened to have a violin, I figured we’d start with that. I don’t have a good feel for how much Alex will be able to grasp reading music at this age, but we’ll keep going to classes until he runs out of things he can learn without getting too frustrated. He really liked his first class and has been willing to do some practicing during the week.
On Friday morning Chloe asked me if she could get her ears pierced. We talked about how the jewelry store clerk would use a gun like a stapler to shoot an earring into her ear and it would hurt for a second like a shot, and then it wouldn’t hurt any more, but then they’d have to do it again in the other ear. She thought that over and decided she still wanted to go through with it, so we called her dad to see what his thoughts were. He said as long as Alex didn’t want to get his ears pierced also it would be fine with him. I asked Chloe why she had started thinking about getting her ears pierced. It turns out a girl at Sunday School has earrings, so that got Chloe thinking about it. I explained to Chloe about taking care of the earrings and not wearing earrings that hang below her earlobes until she is older, and she seemed fine with everything, so I was out of arguments against it. I figured she’s going to get earrings sooner or later and I couldn’t think of a reason to put it off, so we headed over to the mall that afternoon. Chloe picked out the October “birthstone” which the stored called “pink ice” and she climbed up in the chair. She looked tense as the clerk drew dots on her ears with a marker to mark where the earring would go. After the first earring was in I held up a mirror for Chloe to look in and while Chloe was distracted with admiring her earring the clerk did the other ear. Even after the 2nd ear, Chloe hadn’t made a noise, but the look on her face was somewhere between shock and horror. It turns out that gun puts the back on the earring very tightly and it has to be backed off by hand. After we loosened the back I asked Chloe if that felt better and she nodded. We were at the store for several minutes after that while the clerk explained the maintenance procedures we’d have to follow 2-3 times a day for the next 6-8 weeks and while we paid, and during all that time Chloe wouldn’t say a word and only answered questions with nods or shrugs. Once we got out of the store she started to relax and said that it hurt more than she thought, but she was happy. She doesn’t like the maintenance at all and her holes are starting to get pink, so I think we are going to have to run in to the doctors tomorrow. I guess now I know why waiting until she was older might have made it easier.
On Friday morning Chloe asked me if she could get her ears pierced. We talked about how the jewelry store clerk would use a gun like a stapler to shoot an earring into her ear and it would hurt for a second like a shot, and then it wouldn’t hurt any more, but then they’d have to do it again in the other ear. She thought that over and decided she still wanted to go through with it, so we called her dad to see what his thoughts were. He said as long as Alex didn’t want to get his ears pierced also it would be fine with him. I asked Chloe why she had started thinking about getting her ears pierced. It turns out a girl at Sunday School has earrings, so that got Chloe thinking about it. I explained to Chloe about taking care of the earrings and not wearing earrings that hang below her earlobes until she is older, and she seemed fine with everything, so I was out of arguments against it. I figured she’s going to get earrings sooner or later and I couldn’t think of a reason to put it off, so we headed over to the mall that afternoon. Chloe picked out the October “birthstone” which the stored called “pink ice” and she climbed up in the chair. She looked tense as the clerk drew dots on her ears with a marker to mark where the earring would go. After the first earring was in I held up a mirror for Chloe to look in and while Chloe was distracted with admiring her earring the clerk did the other ear. Even after the 2nd ear, Chloe hadn’t made a noise, but the look on her face was somewhere between shock and horror. It turns out that gun puts the back on the earring very tightly and it has to be backed off by hand. After we loosened the back I asked Chloe if that felt better and she nodded. We were at the store for several minutes after that while the clerk explained the maintenance procedures we’d have to follow 2-3 times a day for the next 6-8 weeks and while we paid, and during all that time Chloe wouldn’t say a word and only answered questions with nods or shrugs. Once we got out of the store she started to relax and said that it hurt more than she thought, but she was happy. She doesn’t like the maintenance at all and her holes are starting to get pink, so I think we are going to have to run in to the doctors tomorrow. I guess now I know why waiting until she was older might have made it easier.
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