Sidney (12) endearingly told me as I was tucking her into bed one night: “Mom- you have your own smell.” In my mind, that meant that I had my own flowery, fresh, clean linen, homemade cookie kinda of mom smell. “Oh Sidney, that is so sweet. What do I smell like?” Her reply, “corn chips, baby milk, and old people” Wow! That was just about all I could say. Wow?! Another day in the life of the unappreciated mother with good intentions. Well, at least my therapist will have fun with this one.
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Personally I thinks a comfort to know she can smell/sense all the people you come in contact with and share so much of yourself with on any given day.
I’m sure it’s the hemp lotion … just thank God she doesn’t recognize that smell yet!
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