Madison keeps asking me, "What's that smell, Mommy?" She asked it when I was cooking dinner, she asked it again when I was baking a cake and she asked it again when Gabe was poopy.
We were in her room during quiet time and I was setting up her tiny TV with VCR to play "Bedknobs and Broomsticks". I was rewinding the video tapes and since she's used to DVDs not having a sound she asked, "What's that smound, Mommy?" I guess she mixed up smell and sound.
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