Day with Diva

Yesterday I had an afternoon alone with Diva while Sissy was with D*bag Daddy. Ok, here is why. It was his weekend, but he asked if I could take the kids Saturday night since he had a bike ride Sunday morning. Ok. Of course. I had plans for Saturday night, but I broke them to spend time with the kids. Then when I pick the kids up Saturday afternoon he says that he will call me when he gets off work on Sunday to let me know when he will get the kids.

WHAA???

He cancelled his bike ride and decided to work overtime. (Don't get me started on that. Overtime is essentially what caused the demise of our relationship....no, don't get me started.) So, here I am thinking, uhhhhh..... Yeah, that was it, "uhhhhhh." I manage to finally explain that I had plans to go to church then take them to see Shrek 3D. He said thats ok but he wanted to see them if there was time. Well, it IS his weekend and I can't really say no. We decide to work it out the next morning.

So, it's Sunday morning. Now, church starts at 10:45. He calls at 10. He will be home in an hour and wanted to know what we wanted to do. He explained he had some paperwork he had to do and wanted to do a few errands so he didn't think the girls would want to come over. Sissy got on the phone. She wanted to see Daddy. She explained that since she KNOWS we will buy Shrek 3D she wants to be surprised when she watches it. Uh, ok then. Diva, however, wanted to stay home and be "Mommy's buddy." Cool. Of course that meant no church with this schedule. And no movie because I felt bad that Lily didn't want to go.

When he finally go there it was 1. Yeah. I should have gone to church. Did I ever mention how irritating this man is????? So, Sissy is off with Dad. Alyssa and I are still in PJs hanging out. We listen and sing along to some Dolly Parton. We watch some Taylor Swift videos on youtube. And we watch a DVD (can't remember which one, it was one I have seen no less than 372 times). Then suddenly she turns to me and asks, "Can we go get my ears pierced today?"

Now, more backstory is required. I had the kids' ears pierced when they were babies. They are half Colombian. If they do not get their ears pierced before they turn 1 that side of the family would have held them down and done it themselves. And really, it was fine. They don't even remember. Well, at age 3 both of them learned now to get the safety backs off their earrings!!! This resulted in a few lost earrings. In Sissy's case the bus driver for preschool was AMAZING and usually found both earrings in her seat and put them in a ziplock baggie for me. By age 4 I gave up. They only wore earrings for special occassions. Sissy is like me. She can go years without an earring in and the next time we try it goes in no problems. Diva, unfortunately, is not like me. This has not posed a problem until this year.

Since Sissy is not in 2nd grade she is more into earrings and that kind of thing. I also helped that her two best friends (B and V) had their ears pierced this year. So, I bought a bunch of adorable dangley earrings and she has them in everyday. Diva now wants to wear them too. We managed to get some in a few times, but about a month ago I realized that we were not gonna get any in there again. It was completely closed. I explained that we needed to get them redone someday.

So, here we go. Yesterday she decided was the day. She had gotten dressed herself already. You moms may be cringing at the thought. Well don't. We are not talking about a normal 5 year old. This is DIVA. Here is what she picked out (completely on her own).

Yes, she is in a fancy dress with a fancy head band. Oh yeah. Beauty Queen.

So, we head out, me in jeans t-shirt and flip flops. On the way there I start thinking that maybe she doesn't realize what this entails. I decide to get mine done too. I have my ears pierced. I have since I was 8 (after two years of going and chickening out). I have wanted a second lobe piercing since I was 9. Mom said, "Next year, " every year. She said it was a fad. I wouldn't like it when I was grow. Well, I realized yesterday that now, 24 years later, it probably isn't so much a 'fad' anymore and that I really didn't need to ask permission. Yes, I will go first and show her it doesn't hurt.

When we get to the mall I really wish I had gotten a photo. She was asleep, hair in her face like Cousin It, headband around her neck, glasses crooked, and when she woke up and tried to get out of her chair I see a thick stream of drool coming out the corner of her mouth!!!! It was HILARIOUS!!! I pointed it out, laughing and got, "Mommy, its not funny!" My continued laughing soon caught on, though and she found it pretty funny herself.

Now its time. We get to the kiosk at the mall and start looking over the earrings. I think a little set of rhinestones will be fine. Oh no. No. No. No. She needs "pink diamonds." Well, of course they have them, but I am thinking that she doesn' wear pink EVERY day. But she was so excited and so brave that I gave in. I got the plain clear "diamonds." I offer to go first, but no way. She was ready.

Let's Roll!!

She was perfectlly fine. Said she would be brave. And she was. They double teamed her so there was no saying no to the second hole. And click, boom.......oooooooOOOOOWWWWWW!!!!!!!

The exact moment she realized that his was not so easy after all.

But, she only cried for about a minute. She got a lollipop. And best of all, it was Mommy's turn.

It stung more than I remembered and I still hurts today, by the way. My nose ring was not nearly as painful actually. And you know how when your ears are really really cold and it gives you a headache. Well, that is what my earlobes felt like all evening.

Pink "Diamonds"

The best part of the adventure was how when I was about to pay I realized that my debit card was on the kitchen counter at home. Thank goodness I had my checkbook. Of course this left us not having money for dinner out that I had promised, but I DID have enough cash for an ice cream for her before dinner. She deserved it. What a good girl. She is over the moon about it.

And my plain ol' clear "diamonds"

Overall it was a great afternoon. Sissy had a good time with Dad and was fine that she didn't go with us. I got something done I had waited far too long to do. And Diva was so proud of herself. These are the days that make me so glad to be a mommy and am really thrilled I have girls. It's so fun!