The end

When Rachel was only 3 or 4, we were having a very important family discussion about how we care for our bodies.

After the usual lecture about food, nutrition, exercise, etc., the conversation took a turn and queries were made about body piercing and tatoos . . . . . . .

Sarah thought for a few moments and then deducted that if you got a bunch of tatoos all over your body, you just wouldn't look like a Gramma when you got older.

Translation: It is more important to be a Gramma than to "look cool" when you are younger. Sound logic in my book! (Maybe I have done something right as a parent.)

However, Steve twisted the conversation and taunted the girls by telling them that he wanted to get a tatoo: a NIKE swoosh on his bottom.

"Daaaaad," Rachel quickly replied, "all you have to do is get a straight line because it will turn into a swoosh when you get older."

True story.

Steve has continued to threaten the girls with a NIKE swoosh and swore he would get his tatoo when he turned 50.

Did he?

Or didn't he?

Kinda . . . . .

Surely, you expected a couple of cracks about Steve's birthday, didn't you?