Remember yesterday how I posted about doing my part to put my child in therapy? Well, I thought I'd give a little evidence of that. We went to dinner last night at a pizza place that has a tattoo machine by the door. Nice!
Me: "Are you sure you don't just want some Skittles or some gum, do we have to get a huge tattoo?"
Of course we do! So, the tattoo that she got was way too big to go on her arm or leg, so she decided to put it on her tummy & proceeded to dance "to make it move"...Good one!
I know she's going to want to kill me one day when I pull these pics out to show all her friends!
Too bad Girly, you're stuck with me!
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