I bought my young daughter some fake tattoos the other day, 60 in all, and she taught me a lil lesson, do not leave a 6 year old with 60 tattoos because they will be all over her body! That's right, she used every last one from the top of her lil nose to the tops of her toes(pretty talented to pull that one off!). It was the absolutely funniest thing I have ever seen in my whole life and she was extremely proud of them. She thought she was an artist! I thought "yeah, a tattoo artist!". I sometimes miss childhood for this simple fact, you get up every morning only to think about what you might do or play that day. Its the simple life. I also like it because at this age, they are completely and brutally honest. You always get a direct and unbiased answer whether you like it or not!

Anyway, cheers to childhood and my "lil tattoo artist".