Do I have the best news ever!
(Well, it’s exciting to me at least.)
This morning, I asked your daddy if he would mind if one day you and I got markers and colored in his tattoo!
Do you know what he said?
He said yes!
You see, his arm looks like a coloring book. And you don’t know this about me yet, but I just LOVE to color. (I’m really hoping you learn to love it, too.)
If you’re a girl, I don’t think your daddy will mind if you use pinks and purples. (I might have also gotten us permission to paint his toenails.)
And if you’re a boy who really prefers louder, more physical activities, I promise that at least in this instance, you’ll enjoy coloring. You’ll see that your daddy’s arm looks like an explosion of reptile skin and machinery combined. Really, really tough boy stuff. And, oh yeah, there’s also a dragon tattoo that’s missing some color as well. I’ll betcha that’s fair game.
When I was a little girl, I colored all of the time. Eventually I picked up on the beautiful techniques that my mom, your grandma, used and perfected my hobby even more. If I recall correctly, I won two coloring competitions in my childhood. One was a Free Willy coloring page from the video store. Another was a page depicting a scene from The Nutcraker, a play that’s well known and, at the time, was being performed locally. (They even called me up on stage!)
It’s no wonder that I’m a hair colorist today, huh?
So, yes, I can’t wait to color with you… all over your dad… and all over coloring book pages. Let’s try to keep our art and inspiration off the walls though, mmmmmkay?
With a growing love,
PS – Here’s the arm that we get to look forward to:
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