Thursday, December 15, 2011

Mom's purple heart

So we were getting Daniel ready for bed tonight when...

"Daniel, Mommy is going to tuck you in tonight, OK?"

"Oh no, not Mommy!  She smells like barf because of Aaron!"

Michele:  *sigh* "It's true, I can't deny it."

We haven't laughed that hard in a long time.

The victim (left) and the accused (right) share a moment of olfactory peace.

2 comments:

Pam said...

I'll admit, that made me laugh too. :)

Monica said...

HAH! But have hope, Michele! The puking stage doesn't last forever! And at least you don't smell like 100 dusty shelves, which is what Naomi told Michael he smelled like the other day. Still trying to figure that out.