This morning Austin climbed into bed with me at about 6:30. This was good because we needed to be out the door a little earlier for their dentist appointments at 8:00.
I love this sweet cuddle time with my son. He is a talker and can tell long tales about all kinds of things. Today the conversation was about the day and what was his visit with the dentist would be like. After a few minutes he was quiet.
“Your breath stinks. (Pause)….. It smells like flies.”
I mean really, what do you say to that?!!!? I laughed.
Still laughing, I ask “How do you know what flies smell like?”
He sat up, looked me straight in the eye and held his fingers close to his nose. “I have smelled a fly before!”
Well, there you have it. Fly breath.