As part of their night time routine, the boys always brush their teeth before getting in bed. Parker has decided that he will also drench himself in cologne as well. Last evening I nearly choked on "American Eagle Original Cologne". He must like to smell good for his stuffed animals. I held my breath as I kissed him goodnight, and inhaled deeply once I was in the hallway.
At 2:35 this morning Parker was standing at the side of bed, begging entrance into my sacred sleeping space. "I had a dream about lion's smashing people, and I'm scared. Can I sleep with you?" I usually don't hesitate to agree, but because he smelled like a teenage boy from the 90's, I tried to talk him out of it. I gave in, and let him cuddle up next to me. I spent the entire evening breathing carefully.
The journal of a lady in love with 3 blue eyed men.
1 comment:
awe poor boy. He probably just wants to be more and more like his daddy. Maybe his daddy can show him how much to put on! ;)
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