Friday, October 15, 2010

Deep Breath


Bob and I got out of the car at the park. Bob took off in a run down the hill and then stopped abruptly.

"Mom, what's that smell?"

"I don't know, Bud. I don't smell anything."

"I do. It smells like nature."

"Bob? I have to hug you immediately."

16 comments:

  1. Awwww! That Bob is one smart cookie!

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  2. Thank you very much for making me smile on what is quite a dull Friday morning in the UK. Well done Bob!

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  3. Favorite part is you hugging him immediately. Love this blog.

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  4. He's adorable. Luckily he encountered a nature smell that didn't involve decomposition.

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  5. You are so very living the dream, Bob's mom.

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  6. I wonder if Bob Rosenberg would like the smell of the chicken house. I hope so.

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  7. P.S. I would hug him, even if he didn't.

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  8. Lol!! Soo-o cute! Bob is an Amazing little boy!! :)

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  9. Yay for good smells. We need more good smells around here:)

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  10. I know that smell too! It is the best of the all...a forest, a field...morning nature..Your son says such endearing things and sometimes just plan out silly too!

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  11. Bob is winning against humanity, he just sees things noone sees.

    Love the kid.

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  12. Oh, good. Relief. For a moment there, I thought he was going to say it "smells like victory" but I forgot. Bob isn't Lt. Kilgore.

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