There are very few things that surpass my logic and understanding.
- Fax machines
- The appeal of McDonald's hamburgers
- How Keanu Reeves recovered from Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure to actually do another movie that he got paid to do and didn't involve him screwing another dude in the ass
- Ear piercing in babies
Okay. I said it. We've all got our judgmental deal breakers. You know. The one that we just can't say "Oh who cares -- you've got to do what you've got to do."
And this is mine.
I can even sort of get the appeal of the leash.
I said sort of.
But ear piercing a baby? I just don't get it.
I have my ears pierced although I rarely wear earrings. No matter what type of metal I have tried, they still get terribly infected, and considering I liken my ears to Dumbo, it's probably not the best look for me. There's absolutely no need for me to call any more attention to them.
But that's me. And I'm 31.
But a little tiny baby just doesn't seem to make sense. It takes enough for me to let a strange blood relative hold my baby let alone a complete stranger with a cruddy Piercing Pagoda name badge, really bad fake fingernails, and fourteen golden necklaces shoot an earring through her ear.
And why? So people know she's a girl? Because it's cute?
Won't they play with them? Grab at them? What if they get infected? Don't you have enough to worry about let alone caring for wee diamonds in a wee earlobe?
Why not just get her a really frilly lacy pink dress and call it a day? Because that you can take off and it doesn't involve, you know, a hole in her ear.
But this piercing is serious business. In fact, many moms are taking their kids to the pediatrician to get them done.
Um. Is that covered under your insurance?
So seriously, I say lay off the earrings. Or, if you have to get it done, make sure to take your son as well. I'm all about equal opportunity. And nothing says "cool little hot shot with a wee penis" like a 2 month old boy with a golden hoop.