"He smells like strawberries. Do you think that's bad?" ~Papa
He's bathed and brushed and yet the scent of strawberries rises from his skin. Sure, he ate a whole bowl full for breakfast, but it's bedtime. How could he still smell like strawberries?
I'd worry, but I'm too delighted by this metaphor materializing in real life.
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Oh, what a sweet smelling little boy. Araina had a strawberry hive breakout when she was about 16 mths. old. It was due to berry overload over a few days' time (lots of smoothies and fresh berries daily for about a week). It's the only time she has ever broken out in hives from berries. There were no other complications...Benadryl and time took care of the hives.
It is a lovely metaphor. ;)
How lovely, I can almost smell the strawberries. How sweet to have a strawberry baby :)
lol, that's the kind if question I can imagine my hubby asking.
Strawberry boy, yummy.
I love this.
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