The other day, I put Bella down for a nap and then went to join Hope on my bed for some down time. She was laying on my side of the bed and I asked her to scoot over so I could use the table over there. She said, "But, mom, I don't want to lay on daddy's side. It doesn't smell the same as yours." In talking about it, I realized it wasn't that daddy's side smelled bad, it's just that my side has a certain "mom" smell and she liked it.
I immediately had memories of the smell of my mom's side of the bed. I could remember it perfectly and I remember loving the smell of her pillow. I still do. So, I smelled my pillow and guess what? It smells like my mom. Wonder what that smell is? Probably a combination of detergent, make-up, lotion, etc. Whatever it is, I like it. And so does Hope.
Then...
Yesterday, Bella and I were having a little tickle party on the couch. This is the exchange that took place:
A: (somewhat rhetorically) Bella, are you just so sweet?
B: No
A: No? Are you sweet or are you rotten?
B: I'm rockin!
Well said, Bella...well said. :)
They make me smile all the time!
2 comments:
love it! so funny! the mom smell! I guess we do all have it!
I just had this conversation with Blair! She likes my side too. Must be a mom thing!
And Bella, from what your mama has said about you, I think yoiu are rocking too.
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