W and I were cuddled up on this cold afternoon reading through the Why Why Why Does My Heart Begin to Race? book. We read that your nose has special sticky smell sensors in it that collect smell particles and then send messages to your brain, which tells you what you can smell.
W sniffed, looked around and said in a disappointed tone, "Mom, I can't hear my brain saying anything."
I love love love his silly four-year-old brain. Eeek. I just realized he'll only be four for fourteen more days. I'd better hold it tight while I've got it.
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