John and I were recently discussing the importance of brushing teeth and our conversation turned to this.
John: I once touched Poppa's denture water.
me: Eeeeewwww.....why?.....when?
John: I thought it was going to be like jelly, but my finger dipped in.
me (laughing): When?
John: When I spent the night at his house.
**At this point.....tears are rolling down my disgusted face**
And then, suppressing his smile and with a look that only John can give, he adds: My finger smelled like a combination of wintergreen gum and throw-up for the rest of the night.
Sadly, this kid is so much like me. I can imagine this whole, sick "scratch-n-sniff " scenario and actually picture it.
I have missed you. I love this post. "Oh, Mom - that sells" Remember that? Remember that Saturday Night Live skit we always laugh about. I bought some 'so Janet' shoes the other day. Been thinking about you with every step. Sending love. Big Big Love.
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