Pew!

Yesterday morning, the funniest thing happened.  I awoke to Grace moving around on the bed and talking to herself.  I opened my eyes and snuggled up close to her and asked her how she was doing.  Then she plugged her nose and said "Pew." I guess my morning breath was a little offensive to her.  I had done this a few days prior, when Papa had particularly stinky toots.

                            My solicited attempt at a "Pew"

So,  gone are the days of thinking she is immune to smells.  Glad she couldn't communicate her feelings back back during the days when I rarely got the chance to shower or brush my teeth.  Now, apparently, she's more than willing to share her opinions.  She is a little stinker, that's for sure!