I Smell Sumpin'

Reed has a radar nose. He is always sniffing around telling us he smells sumpin'. Whether it's good or bad, he has to let us know. Well tonight, being the fantastic and wonderful wife that I am, I was making Rick a fudge cake (from scratch). He gave up sweets for Lent but on Sundays we are given the option to break our fast and he really wanted something sweet so I was making it while he was getting the kids ready for bed. It came out of the oven right about the time they were ready for bed and I hear Reed upstairs say "I smell sumpin'."

I came up and took him in his room to read a book and he then tells me, "I smell sumpin'. I smell sumpin' good. It smell like brownies." I pretended to ignore him and act like he was crazy but that boy can sniff out food like it's his job. I am sure he will call me on it in the morning when he sees it in the kitchen. He is big on "I told you so!" so I am sure I will get one of those tomorrow when he figures it all out.