Sunday, October 11, 2015

Smells like Thanksgiving

Sometimes, when the kids are sitting with me watching videos, reading a book or chatting about life, I find myself giving their heads a sniff. Just like when they were tiny babies.

Maybe it's one of those endorphin or oxytocin things, but it's mostly a habit that lets me "take in the moment", so to speak, so I can remember later how small they once were and bask in how thankful I am to have these little guys in my life.

(Of course, I have other people I am also thankful for... Hubs, my parents, my siblings, friends... but I generally don't sniff their heads.)

Happy Thanksgiving!

1 comment:

  1. I read somewhere recently that your head smells the same from birth to death. Not sure if I believe it, but I remember making a note in my youngest daughter's baby book that her head smelled like arrowroot cookies - because I wanted to remember that baby smell - and darned if her 8-year-old head doesn't STILL smell like arrowroot cookies. So maybe it's true!

    Happy thanksgiving!