One day last week, I turned off the vacuum and saw this scene down in the living room. Big brother just reading away to little brother, both of them enjoying Fern and Wilbur.
Then another evening I was cuddling with Max while we waited for Ben to finish brushing his teeth and join us for a bedtime story. The boys were fresh out of the bath and Max's hair smelled of watermelon soap instead of the usual summertime mix of sweat, dirt, sunscreen, and swimming pool. I told him, "Mmm, you smell good buddy." He said, "Thanks. You smell good too Mom. You smell like love."
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Oh, I love that! "You smell like love..." that's a keeper for sure!
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