It is 7:30 in the morning. I am reading my daily blog list, and sipping coffee. My 4-year-old little boy, Will, climbs on to my lap. He cuddles into my shoulder, then takes a big deep breath in and says, "MMM, I love that smell!!"
"What smell?" I say.
"My fart's smell, did it touch your nose yet?"
Oh, man. You gotta love the honesty. I've had two grandsons around for the past month...and there's a variety of smells I can't quite identify.
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