Yesterday morning, my son Scott (19) informed me he was planning to go later on in the day with his friend to get a tattoo. Wow. He wanted my approval. (He didn’t even want to consult his father, because he knew Larry would talk him out of it, and he didn’t want to be talked out of it at all.) I can’t say I was thrilled at the news, but I wasn’t down on it either. My thoughts about getting tattoos are this: Make sure you love the design you pick because it will be on you when they bury you, and I’m presuming a long life here. Also, get one tattoo, not an armful which is so popular these days. I understand getting a tattoo can be a mistake, but it’s going to be his mistake, and honestly, if getting a tattoo is his deepest regret in life, than he’s got nothing to worry about. My husband, on the other hand carried on like the kid was going to go out and have his arm amputated. Oh, my gosh, what a whiner! It’s only a tattoo! My biggest thing was the cost. He was spending money he shouldn’t have, but I wasn’t going to contribute a dime towards it.

Wow! He didn’t go for a little one did he? At least he did ask you..ours didn’t say a word..until we saw it on his arm…
Happy New Year to ya Em!
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Wow, it’s big! But it’s really cool. I have one, on my shin, that I got to celebrate my 40th birthday. 🙂
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I think it's BEAUTIFUL! I got my first & ONLY tat at age – gasp – 54. And I LOVE it! It's extremely cool that he consulted you BEFORE he went. And yep – I betcha' that was one EXPENSIVE art job! My small tattoo was nearly $100.
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myspace.com/livrich….for your son
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