You can tattoo Katie till she she's swollen and sore,
but she doesn't get any less loud.
She did so good, kids.
We beat up her hip bone,
and pissed off some stretch marks,
but she sat so well the whole time.
The tattoo expanded, with the help of a Sharpie,
once we put the stencil on her thigh/hip.
But she asked for it,
and I delivered.
7 hours is the longest sit so far,
(even if just by a little)
but I still have two left to go.
Tomorrow is Camden, who moved to Denver,
and hasn't gotten beat up for a while.
And then Matt is on the 11th.
Only two left!