Oh yes.. and my 19 year old son said he'd be coming home in November, that he had an appointment. I listened. For a tattoo! I listened, nodded, was interested. He showed me the design, where he'd place it.. and was impressed in how I took it in.
He talked about it, how he'd thought it through, the workmanship, the guy who'd be doing it. Although I'm not a proponent of tattoos (more from hearing how folks bemoan them down the road), I respect his choice.. and told him so. He then asked me if I'd shave his chest when it was time. With a grin, I offered to wax it. Images of that scene in "The 40 Year Old Virgin" came to mind and we just started laughing.
