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Life is an adventure. Sometimes I drive. Other times I'm just along for the ride.
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6 comments:
when i was pregnant with boo, some old guy came up to me and waxed poetic about sniffing his grandkid's head. "there's nothing quite like it," he said. i thought he was either a freak or a perv or maybe both.
but, uh, he was totally right. babies just smell good.
And since I was in the process of sniffing my baby, that was all I could type.
I must admit, before having a baby of my own, I never really liked sniffing babies. Babies always smelled like a combination of milk and pee with an occasional poo. But I love the way my kid smells. :) Especially with the lavender-scented baby soap and lotion. Mmmmm.
awesome!!!
(i secretly sniff my dog when my wife isn't looking. she smells like carpet deodorizer)
manic sent me!
err... my dog smells like carpet deodorizer, not my wife... ...wife smells like arm-pit deodorizer.
glad it's not the other way around!
Me too!
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