It's official. I have become one of those parents that puts their kid down in the chair in the font of Claire's and lets a stranger manhandle their child in front of tons of concerned citizens. Trust me when I say the other patrons probably thought I was killing my child because you could hear the screams from outside of the building.
But what is done is done and Izzy now has pierced ears.
Doesn't Izzy look excited?
She doesn't realize that her mother is about to torture her in the name of cuteness.
Still excited.
A little more concerned.
Putting on a brave face.
Processing what just happened.
Major trauma.
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