He smells of afternoon naps, oatmeal and enchantment. At least that was the scent I got from him this morning. He always smells like love.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Amber & I Heart Him
Some days, I spend the whole day just waiting to get home, scoop Woody up in my arms, bury my face in his neck and sniff.
He smells of afternoon naps, oatmeal and enchantment. At least that was the scent I got from him this morning. He always smells like love.
He smells of afternoon naps, oatmeal and enchantment. At least that was the scent I got from him this morning. He always smells like love.
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