...TATTOO!!! You want a what??? A tattoo.
This is how our conversation was on the way home yesterday. Talk about taking me by surprise. When Brody starts a conversation with "Momma", I know something is up. We were driving home from school yesterday and he informed me he needed a tattoo. I asked him what a tattoo was and he answered just like he does everything else, "I don't know". I explained to him he was too young and he just didn't need a tattoo. He looked at me and with the most pitiful sound and look on his face, he said "momma, you don't let me have noffin!!!" He proceeds to tell me that Bryan and Caleb have one so he needs one. Again, I tell him no and he tells me "momma, you don't ever let me have noffin!!!"
According to Bryan's dad, he has some fake ones that he wears to school. Thank you, B.J.
Poor Brody, maybe one day momma will let him have something.
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That poor kid. One look at his room or Christmas spread and it will be obvious that the boy is deprived. You probably make him do mean things, too...like play outside and use his imagination!
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