Sunday, February 20, 2011

a very particular odor indeed

I walked into our bedroom this morning, and I smelled something... ick. Dirty smell. Not repulsive or rotten. Just, not pleasant. I had just washed the dog bed, so I knew I couldn't blame it on Reuben.

I turned to Chuck and asked, "It smells bad in here! Where is it coming from?"

Caroline, who was wrapped in Chuck's arm, sat up, shot him a look, and said very bluntly, "Yeah. It smells like boy stink to me."


Donna said...

Poor Chuck!

Michelle said...

Boy stink! Totally cracked me up.