It’s silly how fast our child has grown up… It seems just like the other day when he was born and he was such a glad and goofy child, but these afternoons, he constantly seems to be tied up out about some kind of issue going on with his circle of friends.
And more recently, my husband was miserable when he caught that he pierced his ears, then our child kept arguing that it was no giant deal and eventually he wanted to get tattoos.
This made my husband even more miserable… She grilled his and said he better not be thinking about getting some silly tattoos of some guy he liked or whatever because those things are permanent. She told me to say something, but all I could do was warn his that he might not like a tattoo he decided to get later on and he would either have to cover up the tattoo or try to change it, and that could be painful! My husband hit me and said I was no help. I didn’t know what to say, I just said I was going to adjust the temperature control settings. My husband yelled at me again and said I just changed the temperature control settings after I swapped out the air filter earlier on. I absolutely was just uncomfortable with the situation and didn’t want to be in this argument, and later on, my child wanted a tattoo and both of us all ended up going to this tattoo parlor together. All of us all got matching heart tattoos on our backs. The best thing was that the tattoo parlor had great artists and excellent temperature control settings. It was enjoyable for the most part, even though I don’t suppose I’ll get any more tattoos.