So off we went to the Piercing Pagoda at the mall where Larkin took one look at the selection of piercing studs and promptly chose the most expensive ones available. Apparently, sparkly butterflies are priced at a premium. She barely flinched at the actual piercing and was very attentive to the cleaning instructions doled out by the lady running the booth. She has only needed occasional reminders to include ear-cleaning in her morning and evening routines and is pleased as punch with her new ability to accessorize.
On our way to the Piercing Pagoda, we passed a store with this on display:
I mean the bird, not the kids. Finn has been enthralled by the Angry Birds game on Emile's phone and had been talking about how much he would like a stuffed Angry Bird. I didn't know such a thing even existed so I had been cautious in encouraging his expectations. Suffice it to say, there were paroxysms of joy in the mall corridor when we spotted this.
If you haven't played the game, I highly recommend it. You use a sling shot to fling Very Angry Birds at their demonically smug pig nemeses who hide themselves in complicated tower structures. Since our serendipitous mall find, we have spent many hours constructing towers at which to fling our very own angry bird.
In other news, totally unrelated to either earrings or angry birds, Larkin recently referred to the local elementary school as "that juggling place." I was amused, although it does make sense since her only experiences with the place have been either on the playground or attending juggling club meetings with Emile.
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment