Tatted Up

So, I am hanging with a whole new crowd of kids at Joanie's house. It's pretty cool. I'm learning lots of new things, and today I got my first tattoo!!!



Pretty sweet, eh? It's a bear.

Now, I wasn't sure how I was going to break this to Daddy, since I wasn't sure on his two-year old tattoo policy yet. I ultimately decided not to tell him - at least right away.

BUT, after school today we met our buddy Weitzel out for lunch at the Vine, and he totally narced me out. He saw it creeping out of my sleeve and said, "Claire, whats that" Right in front of Daddy.

So he noticed. Didn't seem to have a problem with it, though.

So what did we learn today at school? Daddy doesn't care if you get tattoos.