In our family, double-digit means you can get your ears pierced. And she was ready!
|During, aka Maggie's "not-going-to-cry" face|
|Friends (and BFF necklaces) make everything better|
|And maybe a sibling or four|
|And maybe some orange leaf to top it off.|
And as far as caring for her ears, she forgot the first day. Then I said something about googling infected ears. I had to leave for work so didn't get back to it, but the next day she told me she had already cleaned them twice by ten a.m. I asked if she wanted to google those infected earlobe pictures, she said, "Don't worry. I did. I'll clean them. I promise." Thanks, google! And all those crazy images!
Party continues today, as every ten-year-old birthday should be a multi-day fest.
|Maggie's dinner choice: breakfast supper of waffles, blue scrambled eggs, and bacon.|
|Our double-digit daughter!|
We love you, Maggie!