I confess, I am a sniffer. I have known this for some time, but didn’t realize until recently how much the sense of smell can influence my mood. Well, this weekend marked the beginning of one of my favorite times of the year: the outside-sweaty-little-boy-smell season. How can something smell both stinky and delightful all at the same time?
This weekend we spent a good deal of time outside, enjoying the first real mild weekend days of the spring. When William came inside, I gave that boy a good sniff, and drank in the most wonderful smell of my little boy, warm weather, popsicles, sprinklers, bike-riding and dirt. What a rush of joy-something only mommies of dirty, sweaty, little boys can understand.