Girl Child, sniffing the air:
"Hey! It smells like ham out here!"
A moment later.
"Or maybe fireworks."
Okay then.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
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4 comments:
I totally get her.
Today, while getting ready to paint our dining room, I swore I smelled cinnamon rolls.
After mentioning this to my husband, he said, "Honey, you're getting old. You're probably having a stroke."
Nice.
I often get the 2 confused...HAHA!
Girl child cracks me up. Maybe a smoked ham and fireworks?
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