We were standing in line at Woods today behind a football player looking gentleman. He had a large tattoo around his upper arm. Cooper was a pretty interested in this guy's tattoo. Finally, he asked me, "Mom, why did that guy write on his arm?" loud enough for all to hear. We had a small discussion about tattoos - Cooper wanted to know all he could. Tattoo Guy turned around and smiled at us. I'm glad that he didn't beat us up!
Miles has started saying: "Cooper, where are you?" but it sounds a little bit more like, "Bobby, Ooo ahhh oooo?"
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