It was confession time this afternoon for Ashlea...I think her words were "Don't kill me...but I got my nose pierced." I was surprised, but I had to ask myself why would I be? Ever since she was old enough to reason, she's wanted to "push the envelope." Fortunately, parental control forbade some of her ideas, such as her desire to shave her head when she was in grade school. So now she's sporting a little stud on the side of her nose. I had to ask her which side, and she said it's on the right. "Good," I said, "because your extra ear piercing is in your left ear, and we can't have you unbalanced." Her thoughts exactly. Ashlea assured me that this is her last piercing, and she said she won't get a tattoo until her seventieth birthday. Why then? It has something to do with working around her wrinkles. I'm just thankful I won't be around to shake my head at that one.
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