Tristan's New Tattoo


My boy is growing up. Or at least according to the laws governing tattooing in Wisconsin, he is. He went yesterday and got his first tattoo. He's been wanting one for a couple of years now, but only finally became old enough to do so this past Spring.

It's an ambigram. To be honest, I had no idea what an ambigram was until just recently, when he made up his mind that his first tattoo would be one. What's an ambigram, you ask? Well, let's see if I can explain it correctly.

An ambigram is a word that spells one thing when you read it normally, but if turned upside down, it will read something else. Or, it will be a mirror image of the original word. Do you understand with my somewhat confusing definition? I confuse myself sometimes, so if not, look it up. That's what my momma always used to say when I wanted to know the definition of something.

So, it's done, and it's cool. He's really sore today. "It's like a really bad bruise with a sunburn on top of it," is what he tells me. The funny thing is, the tattoo says "Overcome Anything." I tell him to suck it up and do what his tattoo says.

I'm such a caring mother......

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