Conor Gets a New Tattoo!

Day 74:

Okay, so Conor didn't get a tattoo (you're a bit young yet, Boy'O) but I did! I got a tattoo of YOU! Well, your name at least. This blog and the name "Conor the Lion Heart", or specifically "Conor an Chroí Lion", has been so embraced by so many that to me, it fit. Ad so I now have "Conor an Chroí Lion 12.14.11" tattoo'd in the form of a band on my left arm... And that's just the start, Conor! I've got plans now... Plans around how to fill up the rest of my upper arm... More work done to the existing armband and a tattoo of a Lion on the upper arm around the ball of my shoulder. What's more, I'm going to tie it all together as one big piece. It's going to be my personal dedication to you, Conor...

I'm so excited about my new tattoo, Son. And I realize that, like dogs (previous post), tattoo's aren't for everybody. In fact many people hold an ill opinion of tattooing, but rest assured Conor, I don't judge them and so I expect them to not judge me. What people see on the outside changes nothing about what's on the inside. An important lesson for you to consider and one that we'll revisit again someday, no doubt.

Now it's time to get you dressed and head over to Uncle Justin and Aunt Marti's place for dinner. They of course can't wait to see you, and they're so excited because in a few short months, you'll get a playmate! That's right, Boy'O, Aunt Marti is pregnant too!

Life's little mysteries... Life's little miracles... And Tattoos. A fine, fine day.

I love you, Lion Heart. My Conor an Chroí Lion.
-Dad