You smell like fish
OMG I’ve been so sick. So there. That’s why I haven’t posted. I think this is the longest stretch without a post. Yeesh. So I’m back. Again. Cough. Here’s what happened at bedtime. The fun never ends I tell you!
me: Goodnight sweetie. (I lean over to kiss Jack)
Jack: You smell like fish.
me: You know you’re my special boy, right?
Jack: Or the boy’s bathroom.
me: Even when you’re … how shall we say … a bit naughty, I still love you.
Jack: Or it’s like when the skunks tore up the bags in the garage.
me: You know that right?
Jack: Those are not all BAD things by the way.