The Nose Knows

I lost my sense of smell on Saturday night, along with this curse of a cold. I never realized how much I rely on this un-appreciated sense. . . until it's gone! Mom's need their noses.

Here's why. . .

I can't tell when someone has a dirty diaper

I can't tell when naughty children have been eating food that they shouldn't have.
I can't taste dinner, to see if it's seasoned right.
I can't smell Carter's yummy head.
I can't smell socks to see if they're clean- yuck!
I can't smell the pretty flowers my boys pick for me.
and lots of other things you would never think of!!


Dear Stupid Cold,
Go away- and stay away from me and my family.
You are no fun-
you make me tired and grumpy and
you make my nose red and sore.
I hate you.
You are good for nothing.

Good bye.