A quick blurb about some inspiration from the WalMart cashier this morning.
She had clear inserts in her ears about as big as a half-dollar coin and it was all I could do to not bust out into a chorus of:
Do you ears hang low?
Do they wobble to and fro?
Can you tie 'em in knot?
Can you tie 'em in a bow?
Do your ears, hang, low?
She was a very nice young lady and I did ask her how long it had taken to stretch her ears to fit the half-dollar sized jewelery and she excitedly responded with:
"It's taken about 3 years and I'm getting some bigger ones this week!"
It was a positive exchange but it still perplexes me a bit. I now find myself on the other side of that coin where I don't completely understand teenage culture.
God bless me to have easy teenagers that choose not to mutilate their bodies!