Yesterday my brother and I were supposed to have a date. I was going to pick him up at 8, grab some dinner and then go to Ryan’s softball game. At about 7:30 I got a call from my brother: “can we reschedule?” (I really did not want to hear those words. I have been so excited to hang out with him. I really miss him and have been praying for him and I was finally going to get to spend some time with him).
ME: “NO! Why??”
Erin: “I’m going to get a tattoo”
Me: “You’re what??”
Erin: “getting a tattoo”
Me: “Erin!!!!! ”
Erin: ” Well I was supposed to get it before you picked me up but the guy was running late and just got here and it is going to take a while”
Me: “well…. I guess. What are you getting a tattoo of?”
Erin: “Mom’s initials, on my rib cage”
Me: ” Does Mom know?”
Erin: ” She knows I want it but she doesn’t know I am getting it tonight”
Me: “ok”
Sooo.. he did it. About 5 inches of black ink on his right side rib cage. My mom is flattered. She said she is just surprised that he felt that way about her and couldn’t be happier. haha. 
I will post a picture when I get one but for now, here is a picture of the two of us.
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Awwww!!!!!
Michele stole what I was gonna say, but that’s really cute. I think its so sweet you still wanna invest in your brothers life =)