Fake Tattoos

Australian Flag

Today is Australia day. It’s really one of my favourite days. I don’t get involved in a lot of festivities as is about, and whilst all the fireworks are legally controlled the only event is the 7:30 family fireworks one doesn’t want to miss. I think every country should celebrate its self. The girls presented me with some fake Australian Flag tattoos this morning saying that I had to wear one for Australia day. Typically I would have avoid putting on a tattoo however I have a theory; if a child sees things that I am doing, they will copy me. If I drink conscious numbing liquids or consume foul smelling toxic smoke then, I should expect that someday they will copy me and really its not right for a parent to say to a child, “do as I say not as I do”. The example of a parent is life long, so what impact does where a fake tattoo have on a child.

They are smart girls and they know they aren’t real. Their mother wisely suggested they put it tastefully on the upper arm, rather than on the face like a bogan. Its a special day after all. There was Australian Flag, T-Shirts & Hats, red white and blue liquids mixed together – just like mixing all the different people we have in this wide country, paid for downloaded the National Anthem (via Itunes) played it during breakfast.

Then is on the train to visit the grandparents and home again home again. The day has worn on and the festivities have ceased, off comes the fake tattoo, like taking down the decorations put up in the hall. Returning it all to normal and the sanctity of the body.