
So you know how people have smells??? Not necessarily a bad thing (but oh...it can be). When you go into
some one's house or even smell their clothes it's as if it's a virtual name tag. You can identify it immediately as belonging to that person. My husband lovingly tells me I have "the nose of a hound dog" so I am especially talented at detecting these identifying smells. Well, my sweet little perceptive boy Link also inherited my hound d
og of a nose. Well, Link and Coop (cousin) both have these light blue Horton elephants that they mildly worship. They were both playing with them the other day when I was watching Coop. Coop innocently handed Link one of the elephants and this is the conversation that
ensued:
Coop "Dee
Doo (Link), here's your
ephelant"
Link: "Oh, thanks. Wait (sniff sniff)...this is not my
ephelant. It smell like you
Pooker. It's yours."
Coop: (looking confused) "Oh, thanks."
Link: "Where's my
ephelant?" Meanwhile wandering around looking for it. He finds it and smells it. "Oh, here it is. This one is mine".
I thought it was pretty funny.

Of course Ella wanted to be in the picture. No, she did not wear this beautifully tie-dyed shirt to school. There is a little boy at school who constantly spills water on her (a.k.a. flirting) and so this is the schools "uh-oh" shirt. I remember those days...I used to hit all the boys thinking they liked it.

Ella had to have a stuffed animal in a shot too.

My baby boy Quincy was one one month old on the 8
th and I took this picture. I am a very delayed blogger...he's now 5 1/2 weeks old.