I never thought I'd love the smell of a freshly opened pack of diapers and I'm wondering if I'm a little bit crazy because I don't mind the smell of spit up on my shirt. I love apple juice kisses and have discovered that Gushers' breath reminds me of yucky medicine. I never thought I'd sit in a bathroom while someone went #2 just to keep them company. A bath renews a child's innocent scent. Rubber boots and no socks don't mix well. Thrown-up cheese is disgusting. I can actually smell unclean hands and when we've gone one too many days without a bath. Baby's breath smells sweet and a sweaty child reminds me of hot summer days on the playground. I can actually smell a snotty nose and a cold coming on. Chocolate chip cookies baking in the oven represent more than a yummy treat; they represent quality time spent making them with my son. I never knew that smells could be so defining of who I am right now....
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