It's Bike Week in Daytona Beach this week.
Aunt Debbie was here today.
By the time she was gone, she had Reilly and Jake convinced that getting a tattoo is fine, it's supercool, and they can get whatever they want needle-inked to the body part of their choice.
Only time will tell what, if any, effect she will have on my innocent babies.
She's older than me, but she's bigger than me, and she's meaner than me, and she could definitely kick my tuckus all over the southern hemisphere.
But alas, Aunt Debbie is gone. Headed back to reality after her big bike week trip.
Hopefully my kids will survive yet another visit with crazy Aunt Debbie. Ya just got to love her!