To fill in the time we decided to make it an extra special "mummy and daughter" day and have lunch followed by looking at which ever shop Milly wanted to. We even managed to buy her some new boardshorts for our upcoming holiday. Did I mention our holiday? Oh, I did. Sorry. Just a bit excited. Did I say excited? Yes, I think I've used that word four times already. E X C I T E D.
Anyway, we had a lovely little time - just the two girls. So rare these days to have one-on-one time together and makes me realise we should do it more often. Milly laps up the individual attention and she is such a chatterbox, but today the chattering was there to hide her nervousness.
Before her ear piercing appointment she picked out a lovely little pair of gold studs with a blue stone. She was still smiling and getting a bit fidgety with nerves but remained keen to see it through...... until the moment of truth came.
Two assistants were there to do the job so they could do an ear each at the same time. As soon as Milly sat on the bed and saw the piercing guns the tears began to flow. She was scared. She wanted her ears pierced so badly but was frightened it would hurt and how loud the guns would be. The assistants were great and showed her how the guns worked and fired one so she could hear them. I told her she didn't have to go through with it and she could walk away. It was ok to be scared and whatever decision she made was ok too. She sat there trying to pull herself together and really didn't know what to do. The assistants were great and very patient. I then told her we could get it done another day if she wanted but it wouldn't matter if it was next week, next year or five years away it would be exactly the same scenario. Sitting in a room with two assistants holding two guns to your ears is how ears are pierced. That wasn't going to change if she wanted to wait.
She calmed down and gave the nod to proceed and it was over in a second. There were some more tears because her ears stung for a minute or two. Ten minutes later and she was bouncing out of the shop, flicking her hair about and looking at any person hoping they would notice her earrings.
I knew exactly how she felt. It's a special milestone moment getting your ears pierced. Suddenly you feel that little bit more grown up. She's still enjoying her moment.
She is almost eight years old and in many ways she seems much older. There are moments that remind me of teenage girls and there are moments that remind me of tween girls. She is very capable and organised with her life. Sometimes I need to catch myself and remember that she is only seven (almost eight).
She asks the big questions about life. Not how are babies made or where did we come from. She wants to know how the very first thing in the world was made that created the world. Then how was that made... and so on. She asks what it's like to be a boy. She wants to know about transgender people, conjoined twins, and what is a modern family?
Last year at school she participated in non-denomination scripture classes but wasn't happy with the answers her scripture teacher gave her to her big questions like "Who created God?" and "If God created the world, how did he do it?". She then asked if she could be moved to Catholic scripture classes, thinking they might provide her with clearer answers. We said no to putting her with Catholics and this year instead she is doing Ethics classes. These classes promote open discussion on a range of issues and she is loving them.
Growing up too quick.
1 comment:
Oh Milly, I remember Victoria having hers done too - over in Australia!! Milly does look so amazingly grown up. Can't believe she is only 7 going on 8. And if I didn't know better I would swear she was wearing mascara. How do they get lashes like that. It isn't fair!;-)) Gorgeous girl keeping you on your toes!
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