Dame Folle

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Love is Blind...

or in this case, doesn't have a sense of smell. Two nights ago I was tucking Nic into bed and she kept asking me to snuggle with her for a little bit. I told her I would only for a few minutes because I had to take a shower. The weather here in Austin is like a roller coaster with the temperatures going up and down and up and down. Tuesday was one of the temperature upswing days and I was sticky and stinky. As I was about to climb out of her bed to shower, Nicole pulled me close and said, "Momma, you don't have to take a shower because you smell pretty as a rose!" Poor kid, I would hate to get a dozen flowers that smelled like me the other night.


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