My daughter's best friend pointed out my new tattoo the other day, asking why I wrote on myself. I told her its a tattoo in memory of my mom. B shrugged it off and started talking about a movie they were going to watch, which kind of got me thinking.
Tattoos are pretty much the norm in her life when it comes to me and my side of the family. It's not unusual for her to spend the weekend with her dad and she'll see me with new ink afterwards. My mom kind of went crazy with the tattoos after her first bout with cancer. I'm talking full sleeves.
If her friends notice and say something, she'll even proudly point out how many are dedicated to her (which is 4 at the moment) It doesn't even phase her. Most of her friends parents don't have as many or any at all, so those kids are intrigued. For B, it's a part of everyday life and something that's as normal to her as going to the pool in summer. But she insists that she's only going to get one when she grows up. I grin and nod my head because who knows if that's even going to happen.
It's kind of amazing how adaptable kids really are.
Tattoos are pretty much the norm in her life when it comes to me and my side of the family. It's not unusual for her to spend the weekend with her dad and she'll see me with new ink afterwards. My mom kind of went crazy with the tattoos after her first bout with cancer. I'm talking full sleeves.
If her friends notice and say something, she'll even proudly point out how many are dedicated to her (which is 4 at the moment) It doesn't even phase her. Most of her friends parents don't have as many or any at all, so those kids are intrigued. For B, it's a part of everyday life and something that's as normal to her as going to the pool in summer. But she insists that she's only going to get one when she grows up. I grin and nod my head because who knows if that's even going to happen.
It's kind of amazing how adaptable kids really are.
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