I thought every boy liked going to the dump, for all kinds of crazy reasons.
Not Sam.
Me: "Hey Sam want to run with me to the dump. I've got to clean out some stuff in the garage."
Sam: (With a pained look on his face)"Ooooh, no thank you."
Me: "What? Why not?"
Sam: " THE SMELL! THE SMELL... I....I......I just don't like it. It stinks there."
You can tell it kills him to say no to me, but Sam apparently has the nose of a bloodhound. Has since he was a tiny guy. When he loves the smell of something he tells us, or hates the smell of something he tells us. He is so funny. You should see him in smelling action.
So anyhow, good help loading the car to the dump, just don't expect any help unloading.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
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