branded

Caleb gets in bed with John and I, nearly every morning of his life. The other day we couldn't help but notice what he called his "new tattoos". He is so obsessed with the product that yes, he actually branded himself with the LEGO symbol. I hope he has such fierce passion for God, this country, his wife. Perhaps even a bit of devotion left for his frail old mother, in his adulthood.
"Why the band-aid, son?"
"Ummm. The pen wouldn't erase my mistake."
"You know you aren't supposed to draw on your body with pens or markers, remember?"
"I STILL can't?!"
"Nope."
"okay. I thought that was just when I was four."

"And why did you write your name on your foot?!" "that's in case i get ammy-neeshia."
"oh. well that's a good idea."
"yup. just planning ahead...in case i get in an accident today."