This is a conversation that occurred between me and Husband last night (needless to say, rather close to bedtime):
Bren: Um, what are you doing? Why are you smelling my pant-leg?
Husband: Because it smells good.
Bren (thinking it's probably because it smells like nice clean laundry): What does it smell like?
Husband: I can't quite place it. Something from a birthday party a long time ago. Maybe when I was 10.
Bren: Stop smelling my pants.
Husband: But they smell good.
Bren: I'm blogging about this.
Husband: Fine. *sniff, sniff*
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man, i checked your blog and floating baby wasn't there! i thought maybe it meant you went into labor. but i see he's back. whew.
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