Each and every time I get into my car, and K isn't with me, I savor her smell. It's invaded my car, which is understandable as the entire back seat has been turned into K's zone of toys, blankets, teething rings, and excess clothes.
*sigh*
I love her sweet, innocent baby smell.
I love her so.
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Oh that's a lovely sentiment. A lovely thing to read.
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