We went to Albuquerque to watch my brother play baseball. He wanted a tattoo for his 18th birthday and my mom said no a million times...well she gave in. Ever since i had brandt i wanted to get a tattoo for him, i was dead set on getting his foot print, the one they take when he is born. But that was going to require tons of shading and i didn't think i could handle it..because i wanted it on my foot and that is prolly the worst place to get a tattoo becuase there is no FAT it is basically all bone...so i was going to get chinese symbols that said "Brandt", but i thought about it and what if my next baby i have i can't find thier name in chinese...so the artist drew this up for me..i loved it. Simple and cute and is for my baby boy. PLUS it was going to be at the most 10 minutes. It ended up being about 4 minutes for the tattoo artist to do the whole thing! Thank the Lord becuase it felt like a sharpe hunting knife scraping your foot bone! I was bitting on brandts binky and holding onto Blake! But anything for my bubba boy!
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