
When we go home we break the drive into two days to try to make it a little easier on all of us. No matter how you break it up 14 hours of driving just stinks. About an hour and a half from home, Denim and
Breanna got really quiet in the car. Pretty soon Denim pops up between the driver and
passenger seats just so proud of himself.
Breanna had an ink pen from the motel and she decided to tattoo Denim. He had a fire breathing dragon with about 50 legs across his forehead, a heart on his cheek, and doodles on both legs as far up as he could pull his pants. Dan was being the good parent and yelling at them and I was laughing
out loud because, let's face it, it was funny. Next time, I guess we should provide her with more paper, but the little brother's skin seems to work too.......
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