ear piercing

So...I am playing with the idea of getting Addison's ears pierced. Thoughts? Comments? Concerns?
I thought about it the other day while we were at the mall, but I wasn't prepared to do it then. I figured I would revisit the thought at a later date. But before I even consider it I was curious what you thought. I may have to wait until you get back to do it....I cry every time she gets shots, I would probably cry when she got her ears pierced too.

Poor sweet baby she really isn't feeling well. I think it may just be a sour tummy. It may be nothing but a virus but just in case. She had some crackers at my sister's house the other day, they might have had too much salt for her, and then she had the butter on her waffles. Well there will be no more of that anymore. She never poops in her diaper when she sleeps...well not never...but hardly ever. Well she did last night and because she didn't wake up to get her diaper changed. Now she has a diaper rash. :-( UGH! I hate that! Hate it. That coconut oil balm that I made was making it better...until...she pooped again. I feel so bad for her...this is her first diaper rash. 

He is just so stinking cute, right!?! I think he is starting to like me more. He let me hold him for a long time today and then didn't act like a spazz when I went to put him back in his cage. I was told bunnies like to play in boxes. Like cut holes in them so they can hop in and out and hide and stuff, and that they like bells and balls. We have all of those items. So I am going to be looking on those yard sale pages for a play yard thing for him. Whiskey gets way too excited when he is on the floor, and I don't want Whiskey to smash him. O and his name is Stormy now. Christian is mad about that, he liked Mistletoe.

I am trying very hard to not lose my motivation. But the kids wanted to sleep in their sleeping bags tonight. So I am letting them sleep in the playroom and watch movies. Well...it is almost midnight, and they are still up watching movies! This could work one of two ways, they can wake up at normal time and be holy terrors, but we all make it to the gym. Or they sleep in which means we all sleep in and don't go to the gym. I am not sure which one I want. Probably the latter because I don't want any terrors over here.

But...I am going to bed. I can't hang with these young crazy kids. I went to tell them good night and they panicked thinking I was making them go to sleep. "Well be fine we promise. why? why are we going to sleep"
You're not...I am.
Good night. I love you and miss you!
Have a good day.