getting inked

This morning, for fun, Daddy took his pen and drew some little tattoos for the boys. The Little Dude got a dear head on his forearm and a star on his elbow. 

And the Baby got a classic sailor tattoo, declaring his love for me. Sweetheart. 

The Little Dude was very happy with his new ink, and declared that he was going to get more of them. "I want one here, and here and here and here." he said, pointing to various spots up his arm. "oh, you want a full sleeve of tattoos then?" I asked. "Yeah" he confirmed. "That sounds nice." I said. "When you get older, you could do that if you like. Just promise me one thing: No neck tatoos." I said wryly. 

To which the Baby, holding up his freshly drawn on arm chirped. "Me get neck tatoo after while!"

Yeah, maybe not.

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[Mr. LemurBoy]

At least he's not wanting to tattoo his face.