Michael made a campfire in the back yard on Sunday night. I was inside the office doing homework (what else is new?). It was time for bed and Evan came to give me hugs and kisses. The following is the conversation that took place.
Me: Oooh Buggy, you smell like campfire!
Bug: Well, Momma, you smell like office!
He’s responsible for 75% of the laughter in our house.