On my left forearm I have a tattoo called "The Great Mother". It's a simple black silhouette of a woman that I got when Tym was 4 months old. I've told Tym the story about this tat before and lately she's been pretty fixated on it.
The other day as I was leaving for work, Tym came running down the stairs.
"Mummy! Mummy! Wait! I have to tell you something!"
"Alright Tym. What is it?"
She grabs my left arm and says: "When you start missing me at your work, just look at your arm and think of me. I love you. Hug and kiss now!"
Damn kid sent me to work with tears in my eyes!