As we pulled into the parking lot of Jubal's soccer field, Atira wanted to make sure that her brother was properly equipped for his first game. Knowing that a mouthguard was required, she inquired, "Mom, does Jubal have his cigar?" Clearly I need to make sure I enunciate my speech a bit better.
This morning we were discussing the Anasazi and their choice of home-building materials. "So they made their houses out of dirt and dust?" I answered that this was basically true. "They must have had a lot of allergies!"
I ascended the stairs last evening after the last minute purchase of Jubal's cigar (I mean mouth guard). Reaching the top, I was greeted by Atira who informed me that I smelled like old flowers. I'm not sure what odor that is exactly but I suspect it's not pleasant.
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