8.17.2011

Ink

I sent Jack next door to carry something to his Mema.
He bypassed Papa's Place where she whips up her famous cakes.
And apparently he bypassed her house, too.
Instead, he ended up at Mema's Tattoo Parlor.
My fresh faced boy returned covered in "tattoos" courtesy of his great grandma.
Stud earrings.  A bracelet.  A watch.  A ring.  A lovely flower.  The classic heart.  His name.  A key.  And my personal favorite, a chain necklace.
 And I gained a new skill which I'm sure I'll be putting to use fairly often.
 I'm now a master at bathing a dirty boy all while carefully avoiding the removal of his "tats."
Definitely a life skill one needs to know around here.




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