Yes, I know I'm posting a lot today. I was SICK over the weekend, ok? I've got lost blog time to make up for!
I was thinking this morning as I dressed Shelby how gorgeous her skin is, all over. Baby skin always is, especially to a mom. It's too bad skin doesn't stay like that forever.
No, when the little buggers turn eighteen and move out of the house to join the Army, they do dumb stuff that tries a mama's patience and makes you think twice about the wisdom of calling these overgrown children "adults". They mar their skin. They get TATOOS. Big ones.
And he justifies the whole thing by having the tatoo artist write "Family" on his side. Jon...I hope you don't regret this in ten years.
No, I don't plan on taking pictures. I'm just going to go admire Shelby's unadulterated baby skin.