I thought it’d be fun to get matching heart tattoos. Mine was the trial run so it didn’t come out so well but Butterball’s came out perfectly, as you can see. Looking at mine, Butterball says in dismay: “Mommy, your heart is broken!” She then looks down at her own, pauses, then says: “Mine is not.”
I couldn’t help thinking how this would have made for a perfect dramatic scene in some tearjerker mother-daughter flick.