Adam and I were driving home the other day when we passed a tattoo parlor. He read the sign and asked me if that was where they did real tattoos or just rub on ones like he has had before. I told him that they did real tattoos. Now, we have had the conversation before where I told the boys how they do tattoos. They both agreed that they did not ever want a tattoo because of the whole needle thing. So I was surprised when a few minutes later, Adam said, "Mom, maybe I want to be a tattoo artist when I grow up." "Really," I said, "Will you give me my tattoos for free*." "Sure," he answered. "You know," I said, "Most tattoo artists have lots of tattoos of their own." I thought that would put an end to the conversation and send him right back onto the entomologist path. But much to my surprise, he said, "Well, I could get a snake on one arm...and a tarantula on the other arm............and a BULL on my CHEST!" I laughed so hard that I almost had to pull off the road! Oh, that kid cracks me up!
*In case you're wondering, I do not have any tattoos. But if I could get them for free, you never know.