My mom doodles.  Walk into her office and invariably you'll find a notepad or an envelope with a handwritten phone number surrounded by a page full of doodles.  I have been eying her office space to try to steal away some of those doodles.  I've had the idea for some time that I'd get a tattoo of one of her drawings to remember her by so that when she's gone I'll have a part of her with me.  Then I realized I could have her create some doodles for me and have her pick out her favorite.  And so today, for my birthday, I had one of her hearts tattooed on my wrist.