Come on get happy!

Tonight we were sitting in living room. I wasn't sure where Peyton was. Then I hear him saying something about "yucky." He walked into the living room and I was overwhelmed with the smell of Clinique's Happy perfume. He walked right up to me, tongue sticking out, and said, "it's disgusting!"

Yes, my son sprayed perfume in his mouth as if it were a breath spray. And I'm sure he also sprayed it on his body b/c he smelled like the bottle exploded on him.

So, I'm figuring that I'm going to have to give him a bath. Usually, in the winter we will skip a day between but I asked him to raise him arms so I could smell his armpits - OH MY GOODNESS GRIEF. I nearly blacked out from that stinch! I'm thinking my three year old may seriously need deoderant! It was horrible!

So, off to the tub we went. Now he doesn't smell like a girl anymore and the stinky pits are gone.

Just another day in my world.