Tuna Breath
Dad and I added tuna to our salads tonight...
And as we were getting in our evening cuddles, Ty pulled away from Dad and said, "Ewww.... Something smells stinky! It's your whiskers, Daddy!"
They wrestled for awhile (I love how my sweet little boy will smile at me, angelically, while elbowing his dad (hard!) without even looking at him!)...
Then it was my turn for a snuggle... And Ty put his hand to his mouth and said, "eww." And there was a pause.
"What's wrong, baby?" we asked.
"Um, the opposite of Dad smells stinky now!"
After laughing our heads off, we all went and brushed our teeth.
And as we were getting in our evening cuddles, Ty pulled away from Dad and said, "Ewww.... Something smells stinky! It's your whiskers, Daddy!"
They wrestled for awhile (I love how my sweet little boy will smile at me, angelically, while elbowing his dad (hard!) without even looking at him!)...
Then it was my turn for a snuggle... And Ty put his hand to his mouth and said, "eww." And there was a pause.
"What's wrong, baby?" we asked.
"Um, the opposite of Dad smells stinky now!"
After laughing our heads off, we all went and brushed our teeth.
