My son was quiet for more than 10 minutes… That usually meant he is up to something. I quickly stopped what I was doing and called out for him. He answers, ” Mommy, I ‘m here! I made tattoo!” Okay, as soon as I heard the word,” Tattoo” Zillion possibilities brushed across my mind.
I RAN to check on him. He some how got hold of his older sister’s ink pad and stamps and gave himself tattoos on his chest, arms, and neck. I took a brief *sigh* of relief, then I washed him in the bathtub. Thankfully, he used washable ink because it came right off with minimum scrubbing.
I had a hard time keeping a strait face… I wanted to teach my son that giving himself tattoos was not okay, but I thought it was clever of him to come up with such an inventive idea. I definitely didn’t want to send him a wrong message… that was one of those times when I have to LOL … Privately.