Tattoo

Henry had an end of year picnic at his preschool. There was face painting and Henry decided on this. I promised him we would write a blog post about it. Here is his story in his own words....

It kinda washed off. I ate a lot of stuff [at the picnic]: pineapple, dessert, uh chips and cake. It was special [the cake] because it had pistachios pudding and swirls [Henry and I made the cake the night before].

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Me: Why did you decided to get a tattoo with I heart Mom?
Henry: Because I love her

Me: Why didn't you paint your face?
Henry: Because....then I couldn't see it.

Me: What was your favorite part of the picnic?
Henry: The bouncy house.

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I like the pictures even though there is not very much.

Now back to me.
I guess that is all for now. I got a pretty sweet guy wanting a tattoo of me. It's crazy that he has been in preschool for one school year. Starting next month he will go 3 days a week, which he is excited for. Last night after we tucked him in bed I heard him talking. He usually talks himself to sleep and I don't much pay attention to what he says, but last night I heard  " 69, 70, 71......100." My boy counted all the way up to 100 (minus the 80's but who really cares about those numbers anyway) and then after that he promptly fell asleep and I never heard a peep out of him again.

What a guy!