Less than 2 weeks before the first of two weddings J is in this summer, he proudly comes home with a tattoo.
From school. This school that I LOVE.
On his neck.
And no one could tell Miss Cheryl how this happened.
I was flipping out... However, employing all my skills to rationalize, I calmly asked the morning teachers before sharing how I felt...
She owned up to it right away. A fellow classmate did bring them (J got that right), but the teacher actually put it on after many reassurances from Jacob that his mommy wouldn't care.
I let her know, I did, especially due to the location. And J learned the hard way, as both Miss Cheryl & I scrubbed it off... I said, next time it has to be on his leg. That way I can cover it up, if we need to go into public. She assured me it would not happen again.
I did learn though, a temporary tattoo may very well work to be the "be good" bribe during the ceremony...