A midlife crisis?
This past Friday night I did something I didn’t think I would ever do. Last night I told my mother about it:
Me: “I got a tattoo.”
Mom: (shock in her voice) “You got a tattoo?”
Me: “It’s ok mom.. It’s a henna tattoo. It’ll only last 2-3 weeks.”
Mom: (relief in her voice) “Oh, ok. so what does it look like.”
I felt so YOUNG and so GIDDY. I felt like a teenager again breaking the news to my mother about my hidden rebellious streak. It felt good to feel like that. (Hmm.. what does that say about me?)
I’m enjoying my henna tattoo and my girls love it. Tailorbear wants to get one. I’m not sure that I’m ready for my 12 year old to experiment yet but I will say this falls into the “you know you’re a homeschooler when” category:
You know you’re a homeschooler when your 12 year old describes the henna tattoo that she wants to get based on her studies of East Indian Culture and explains about how they use henna tattoos to prepare for their wedding.
Wanna see what it looks like? I had BooBear take a picture.