I got my old tattoo re-done. Here was the conversation this morning with Cooper and Charlotte:
[Cooper came to hug me and I told him to be careful because I got a new tattoo, which I then showed him.]
Cooper: :gasp: Wow! How did they take the other one off?
Me: They didn’t, they just put the new one over the old one.
Cooper: Can I touch it?
Me: No, it needs to heal first.
Cooper: Cause it’s still wet?
Me: Well, it still hurts.
Charlotte: Who painted that mommy?
Me: The tattoo artist.
Charlotte: What’s his name?
Me: Chunk.
Charlotte: And he paints all of the tattoos?
(Also funny - the other day Charlotte asked me why I wear my tattoos to bed, as though I can remove them and put them in a drawer.)
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