Hyrum: Mom, I smell.
Mom: Do you smell good or bad?
Hyrum: Hmmm, I don't know. Oh, I smell bad.
I'm assuming this will be a recurring theme as the boy grows up.
The bandaid. Also a recurring theme in our house lately. It fixes everything and he's never without one somewhere. Usually it's a knee, for some reason he ended up with one his forehead the other day.
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