Yesterday at the pool Little Ms. Eris informed me that she wanted to get her belly-button pierced. She gave me a very mishievious look as she said it, as though she expected me to freak out and tell her it was gross and wrong.
But the freaking out was reserved for Little Mr. Eris when he saw the scar on my belly from the belly-button ring I got when I was 18. He said, "You did not have a belly-button ring!" I said, "Uh-huh. See." Then he turned to Numi and said, "How could you let her do that?!"
I never thought I had something in my past that would shock or embarrass my kids.... but there you go. In their eyes, I am a reformed sinner.