tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6631075657371942778.post3115218463056878695..comments2023-05-31T07:22:37.174-07:00Comments on Home C.E.O.: What's that smell?The Home C.E.O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16012602775542228561noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6631075657371942778.post-1630692185752507002011-05-19T18:19:41.652-07:002011-05-19T18:19:41.652-07:00oh lorenzo.... i have no words.....oh lorenzo.... i have no words.....The Home C.E.O.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16012602775542228561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6631075657371942778.post-49832697724616099192011-05-19T18:15:10.247-07:002011-05-19T18:15:10.247-07:00Amber played the same game yesterday. She asked El...Amber played the same game yesterday. She asked Ella if she pooped at school (because apparently my 6yr old does not feel the need to wipe). She kept sniffing and sniffing trying to find the source. I started laughing at her and threw a pillow I was sitting on at her. It hit her in the face and sheer terror appeared. She picked up the pillow and looked at me. It was the pillow all along. Apparently, I had a serious case of stink ass going!Lorenzohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10758292910936243001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6631075657371942778.post-63893668591267969182011-05-18T20:29:58.973-07:002011-05-18T20:29:58.973-07:00I think that I just laughed so hard I snorted read...I think that I just laughed so hard I snorted reading this! Oh, we've all been there, and I really thought it was only me!! My "smells" are usually in the car and drive me absolutely insane. Just tonight I picked up a girlfriend and said, "mind the smell, I have no clue what it is"!! lolSarahhttp://not-so-silent-mommy.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6631075657371942778.post-74163138426601369952011-05-18T20:01:32.039-07:002011-05-18T20:01:32.039-07:00eeeww! Once we had a "smell" . . . it e...eeeww! Once we had a "smell" . . . it ended up being an Easter Egg (as in real hard boiled) that was under a chair in our living room. (two months after Easter)Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17163542168591732496noreply@blogger.com