POP!!!! The piercing gun made the first puncture in Kate’s right ear lobe. She winced, blinked, looked straight at me, and howled! Her brother was delighted. When she’d regained her composure, Kate refused to have the left ear pierced. She’d had no idea it would hurt so much, and wasn’t about to go through the procedure again. We had a problem. She could have the first stud removed so the ear could heal over, she could live with one pierced ear, or she could put up with another "pop" like the first one. Kate’s tantrum continued. Mr. Roberts suggested we go home, think it over and come back later. The three of us left the building. Katie walked ahead with Aaron who pranced with glee at his sister’s dilemma. Half way down the street, Kate suddenly turned and pulled me back in the direction of the store. "Let’s do it." she said. The second stud was placed without a fuss, and off we went to get ice cream and groceries. "What made you change your mind?" I asked her. "He did." she said flicking her thumb in her brother’s direction. "He was enjoying this too darned much!"