3.17.2009
Deep Thoughts
While Lorenzo and I were reading a Magic Treehouse book at the library this afternoon he laid his head on my knee. After just a moment he said, "You smell like waffles Mom." Cracked me up. I hadn't made waffles today nor was I around any waffles at all. I laughed, and he laughed. So, I smell like waffles huh? Funny kid.
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mmmmm....waffles.
Waffles... could there be any better comfort food?! Loved chatting on the phone with you last week. And love the new pic at the top of your blog.
What a cute kid! I love waffles that is definetly a compliment!
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