Ever since we got back from Kansas, Z has been into "tatooing" himself with his magic markers. Since they're washable, it seems harmless enough. (I'm sure I'll regret those words when he comes home at 16 with a real tattoo!) This morning he asked for a Jayhawk tattoo. You can tell where and with whom he spent his vacation!
Although I am not the world's best tattoo artist, when I was done, Z looked at it in awe and said, "That is so cool!"