A few years ago, our oldest went to Tennessee for churchcamp. We didn't like her going that far without us, so we
stayed at a hotel close by. My husband and I decide this
was a great opportunity to receive matching tattoos on our backs with three feathers signifying our three children.
We soon learn later in the night that our daughter had been scolded and told to change her t-shirt by one of the prudish counselors during evening service. Apparently, the older woman felt our daughter should wear a few shirts to hide the fact that she was generously endowed at a young age. Needless to say, we did not mention the tattoos to her until much later.
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