This morning while I was enjoying my fourth bowl of cereal Beeb came up to me and said, "Tell me what this smells like." and then proceeded to exhale out her nose and into my face. My response, "It smells like your nose." Not satisfied with this response she ran back to the family room, took another deep breath and repeated her "nose wind" in my face. "Well?" she said. "Beeb, it smells like your nose." I replied.
Apparently Mr. B had some contraband in the family room (balls that crackle/pop when you strike them against each other and have the after smell and smoke of a cap gun) that was leaving the family room with that yummy smokey smell. Instead of just telling me what was going on Beeb wanted me to have the full effect that smell via her lungs. Nothing like some smokey nose wind at 8:30 in the morning.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
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