I don't have a good sense of smell. Actually, I don't think I can smell at all but when I tell people that they tell me that something is wrong with me and suggest I see a doctor. I've never been able to smell. So, it isn't like I had this sense and lost it. How can you miss what you never had?
When I was a kid, I thought maybe I just need to learn how to smell. Turns out, you don't learn it, you just do it.
Want to know how I know?
Took Drew to watch Tim play his last outdoor soccer game. Picked up Drew from daycare and then went to get Chick-fil-A for him. Went through the drive-thru. As soon as the food was in the car, Drew starts yelling "uh". Uh! Uh! Uh! His little hand sticks out and fingers start grabbing for whatever he can reach. There was nothing there...so the Uhs got louder and more frequent. In fact they wouldn't stop until I have him a fry.
I guess Drew can smell...and that means I better watch myself...;)
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