My Boy.

My adorable love of my life blonde rascal boy, while I was kissing and hugging and squeezing him at bedtime last night, said to me...."Mom you smell like a sweat sock casserole!" Oh my gosh that little imp! Now people I don't dig ditches or anything for a living where I might be a little malodorous at the end of the day. Granted I go to the gym everyday...but I shower for heavens sake!!! Of course I cackled loudly with laughter, because you have to admit that was a good one, which was the end result he was looking for. Hmmmm...I wonder where he inherited that need to be a clown???