Young Son came downstairs a couple of minutes ago. As he walked by me I detected a familiar scent. While I was still trying to place the powdery, fresh aroma; Young Son asked...
"Do you smell anything, Mom?"
"Yes. What do I smell?"
"Deodorant"
"Why do I smell deodorant?"
"I put it on my feet!"
"Why did you put my deodorant on your feet?" (Suddenly I've identified the scent as my Secret Powder Fresh Solid Deodorant!)
"They were stinky, but they smell better now..."
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Well, at least they don't stink anymore...
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