I am lying on the floor, enjoying a quick moment of down-time while my 4-year-old niece, who's been my near-constant companion since we arrived on Saturday, romps next to me. She pounces on me and snuggles against me for a hug.
Niece: You smell like your house.
Geo: Like my house?
Niece: Yes.
Geo: Is that good or bad?
Niece: That's good!
Geo: I'm glad to hear it.
Niece: You smell like cinn-..., cinna-... [she stops]
Geo: Do I smell spicy?
Niece: No. You smell like...
Geo: ?
Niece: ... cement!
5 comments:
KNOW WHAT? I think S is totally right--I've never found the right words for it--it's sweeter than dirt, a little "spicier"--cement is just right, and a 4 yr old would know! (how did these babies get to be four??? too fast, too fast!)
lol! ohthe joys of cement. hot in the sun, wet in the rain, on geo, i love that smell too.
Ha ha... that is too cute!
I love the smell of cement!
Ooh, now when I smell cement, I'll think of you.
P.S., Here's a link to my brother and sister in-laws story. You can go from there.
http://tinyurl.com/2d4doby
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