It’s going to take me several blog posts to share all the thinking that went into my tattoo. Today I’m just going to tell you about getting it.
We have a friend who’s a tattoo artist in Seattle. He’s interested in the tattoo-related history of San Fran, but he’d never been here, so he flew down with his wife for a visit. He brought his tools with him, so Larisa and I got our tattoos at home.
We sent our son to Chuck E. Cheese’s while we were doing the tattoos. He’s three and a half, so he’s all over the place. I want a tattoo, but I don’t want one with a random line going up my arm!
He blew my mind when he came home. He’s so observant. He ran in the house yelling, “Dad, I’m home!” I called out, “Hey, Buddy,” and he came running in the room. He was just about to give me a hug when he came to a full stop. He was literally three feet away from me. He looked down at my arm and said, “What’s that?” It was unbelievable, how quickly he noticed it. I was amazed!
He asked me, “What’s on your arm?” I told him, and right away, he said, “I want one!”
“Well,” I told him, “you know, I’m not against that, but I might have a lot of people asking me a lot of questions if my three and a half year-old son shows up with a tattoo on his arm. And I think when you’re fifteen or sixteen years old, and you look down and have a tattoo of Go, Diego Go! on your arm, you’re probably going to be a little upset with me for allowing that. So I really can’t allow that, Buddy.”
So he asked me, “Can I get something fun?” And I said “Sure!” Larisa got online and ordered some of those little kid sticker tattoos. I was on a road trip when they came in the mail, so she texted me a picture of him. She told me he wanted it on the same exact part of his arm as I had it on. He was so proud of it!
We tricked him a little bit. He can change his, and he wants to know why I don’t change mine. He doesn’t realize that mine is permanent.
This is fun! You see, now one of my sons has said, “I want to be like my dad.” I hear that, and it’s awesome to me, because that’s exactly how I view my relationship with my Father in heaven. I want to be like Him. And I want to be like my brother Jesus, the Savior of the world. That’s how I view my marriage, and that’s how I view my family. I want to be like Him as a husband and a father, and so I try to resemble that.
Much more on this in the coming weeks! You can see the photo I took of my tattoo right after it was done at the top right of my blog here. See you Tuesday.