On our second day camping at Chadwick, Mom had to run a small errand in town. You see, you might know that she has done something horrible - she got Jude's name as a tattoo but not mine. So I bugged her and bugged her, so she finally made an appointment to get my name, too! So while the rest of camp was riding trails, Mom took Jude and me to play with Grammy and Gramps in town and she went to visit her buddy Scott. He's the best tattoo guy around! He did Jude's tatto, so Mom wanted to return to him for my name. What do you think?
And while she was in there, he retouched a few color places on Jude's tattoo. And then Mom asked him about her red tattoo on her foot that was supposed to be brown. And he said he could fix it for her, so BAM! Mom walked out of the tattoo place with three fresh tattoos! (well, one new and two retouched)
2 comments:
That looks great, Shelley!
Looks awesome! AND for the record, you're crazy! Or rather you have crazy pain tolerance! I'm such a wimp. The tats look fantastic!
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