Fast forward another month or two and she asked if she could do it when she turned eight. I said sure.
Fast forward again and she asked if she could maybe it do it at seven. I asked if she really felt ready for it and if she could be responsible enough to remember to take care of them. She decided to think about it for a while.
After a couple days of careful consideration, she said she felt ready. But asked if I would help her put the "medicine" on them. I said I would help her but she would have to be really good about remembering to remind me. And that I'd talk it over with her daddy first. She seemed happy with this answer.
After talking about it and seeing that she didn't change her mind, we decided to let her do it. But we had to wait for a good opportunity to arise. She asked if her favorite auntie Jami (and uncle James!) could come, too.
So, the perfect time to do it came right after our dinosaur hunt at the Natural History Museum. Because guess who came over to spend some time with us and agreed to come with us on this special little outing?
And I'm very happy to report that she was super awesome about remembering to remind me to clean her ears. She'd come to me three times a day with solution bottle and q-tip in hand along with a happy grin. She did great. Just like I knew she would.