
On the way to the ward camp out, waaaay out in the country, we kept smelling cow farms and freshly fertilized fields. So I made the comment that it smelled icky, like stinky cows. Well today on the way home from the park, we passed another really freshly fertilized field (seriously, I wanted to hurl it smelled so bad), and Target Boy goes, "Mommy, stinky cows!" At least we know he is listening.


2 comments:
Love the new layout!
Well, my kids have grown up with the stinky cows; and they still blame me when they smell them!
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