One of our adventures while in Calgary was a new tattoo for Papa.
He's been waiting two years since I got him a gift certificate!
It was such a busy day that I had to nurse you into a nap at the shop.
So there you slept, surrounded by tattoo shop banter and buzzing guns.
I stared, and stared, and stared at those lashes and your sweet lips.
I miss the days of you falling asleep on me.
PS: If you even think of getting a tattoo in this life, so help me god... (that's for you Mamma Lou)