So yesterday we took Mila to get her ears pierced (ah!) at the mall. She was such a great sport. In retrospect, for a 3-month-old, she handled herself like the little lady that she is. Ross, the manager at Icing in the mall that pierced her ears, just loved her. Between the smiling and giggling, cooing, and batting of the eyelashes, I think Mila left with a pair or yellow gold earrings AND a boyfriend. Touche!
