it all started this morning when i woke up. parker, heidi's 8 year old son called my name as i walked out of my room(the boys' room is right next to mine). now, usually in the morning me and the boys' conversation is limited to "hi boys, bye boys" as i walk by them on the way out the door. so parker calling my name was quite unusual. i walk back to their room where he shows me this sign:
and proceeds to inform me that he and his friend alex were opening a tattoo shop when they were 18. only 18 year olds will be able to come, and it will be for boys ONLY (because girls don't like to get tattoos). I said to Parker "you know parker, there are lots and lots of girls who have tattoos." "No there aren't." he replied. Ok then.
He then pulls out this fine piece of work:
and this one:
Now, not only are those the cutest 8 year old drawn tattoos i have ever seen...but the best part is...they're all FREE.
now, i had woken up late, so i was running late and did not have NEARLY enough time to decide which delicious tattoo i wanted temporarily placed on my body. however, when i got home later that day, you can be SURE i took FULL advantage of having a freelance tattoo artist living in the room next to me. i got this piece of work on my arm(which,i later found out, is actually Baker, the family cat):
SO bad ass. If anyone needs directions to my house, just ask. Parkers hours are listed on the poster.
