This goofball is my heart outside of my chest. Her and my son are my everything. She is my little firecracker: my small, resourceful, highly empathetic and sensitive girl. So I was not surprised, nor offended, when she said this little gem the other day: “Mom. Your skin has a smell. Actually, everyone’s skin has a smell. Not their armpits, … Continue reading I Have a Smell.
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