It wasn’t raining this morning and since we spent the WHOLE day inside yesterday I decided to get C out early in case it got yucky later. We were getting ready to walk up to mom’s when C ran over and gave me a big leg hug, paused, and said, “Mommy, you smell.”
I should have just left well enough alone but I couldn’t resist, what if she said mommy you smell like flowers or cookies or kittens?
But I didn’t.
“What do I smell like C?”
“You smell like dog poop mommy.”
The only comforts I had were the fact that I had just showered an hour previous to this delightful conversation and that I was pretty sure she had never even smelled that before.
We had a quick chat about that fact that you should never say that to people. And then I asked her if she knew what dog poop smelled like…just to make a point. She said no.
Am I in for it or what? 🙂
But if you think I didn’t have a complex this morning, then you are sadly mistaken. Leave it to me to dwell on something like that.