Company picnic 2010, here’s our little head case. Elephants on the brain and count them: one, two, THREE tattoos. No shyness from this kid, she elbowed her way forward, flashed a grin and managed to get three different pictures on her arm. We’re guessing this fascination with “arm ink” is due to the nice hairdresser who cut Mommy’s hair the morning of the picnic. He was rather decorated and Claire admired his “arm pictures” the entire appointment.

And PS – I did NOT wind up with a mohawk!