While we were in Pakistan and I was having mendhi done, he also asked for some and received a small flower on his right palm. He kept his hand up in the air and open for more than an hour afterwards and his flower lasted until we were back in America where he could show it to his friends and teachers at school. So my sister-in-law was happy to oblige and drew a little flower for him. But then he noticed the books of mendhi designs we'd been looking through and he also started looking through them and making requests. First he asked for a stem for his flower, then a rainbow, then a spiral, then a "patang" meaning kite. (He saw a patch of cross-hatch design, any diamond shape to him is a patang.) But then the requests got a little less mendhi-ish and a little more three-year old boy-ish. Then he asked for his name, a screwdriver, and lastly, inexplicably, a napkin. SIL was still happy to oblige, and I have photographic evidence of what I think is probably the first ever henna tattoo of a screwdriver:
