Life is a great big canvas

I ran out of space on the bath the other night when drawing with my bath crayons. I had to start drawing on myself. It's not terribly clear in this picture but I've even been drawing in my hair here. It worked remarkably well and has given me a taste for a tattoo. Just need to convince mummy. I could get a variation of those traditional hard-man tattoos on my fore-arms. You know, the ones that say Mum on one arm and Dad on the other. Except I'll go for Lilo and Stitch instead because I can't get enough of them at the moment.