Friday, September 24, 2010

Smell me

That's what Little Dog said when he thrust his hands up toward my face, "Smell me, mama!"
The boys had been taking an extraordinarily long bathroom break when I finally decided I needed to intervene.  There in the small bathroom, both boys were clustered at the sink, and judging by the looks on their faces, they'd been caught doing something they shouldn't have been doing in the first place.  Not sure what to make of Little Dog's demand, I initially declined.
"Why?  Please tell me you don't have poop on you."
"No, I smell good!" he said enthusiastically, now putting his elbow within smelling range.
So I sniffed.  He did smell good.  I didn't immediately recognize the scent, but judging by their "Busted!" demeanor, I assumed it was something forbidden.
"Is that mommy's lotion?" I asked.
"Nope," he chirped offering another body part to be sniffed.
"Is it the cleaning spray?" I asked.
"No!  It's Papa's deodorant!"  he said, beaming.
"And you put it on your hands," I said, more of a statement than a question.
"Yes!  And my hair, and my ears and my eyes and my butt!"
I couldn't hold in the giggle.  "Ok, but why?"
"Big Dog did it first.  But we like it," he explained as though slathering yourself with deodorant is a completely rational behavior.

Later when Mr. Dog arrived home, I asked the boys to tell Mr. Dog what they'd been up to.
"Smell me!" he started.
After the initial explanation, Little Dog decided to elaborate on their activities.
"I put it on my hair and my ears and my eyes.  Then I put it on my butt!"
The look on Mr. Dog's face must have confused Little Dog.  I had to leave the room to laugh elsewhere, but Little Dog took this as urging to go on.
"I also put it on my wiener!"
"I need to get new deodorant!" Mr Dog called to me as I laughed in the hallway.
Mr. Dog now maintains that the boys didn't put deodorant in any of the more questionable locations they've mentioned.  I maintain that Mr. Dog is in denial.

3 comments:

Lynda Halliger-Otvos said...

I have oars to help him row that boat up river.

Cheryl said...

OMG. That was hi-larious! Little boys right? Gotta love 'em.

Heather said...

Out of the mouths of babes, seriously. haha. Nice to know you are raising men that want to stay fresh, though. Those are hard to find!

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