This is Alpha, the first-born, when he was 2YO.
This is Beta, the second-born, when he was about 2YO.
This is Gamma, the third-born, when he was about 18MO.
Blunt is the New Tact
Feb
27
2009
The boys and I were playing on the couch two Sunday afternoons ago. Playing in close quarters, with boys who like to talk/yell, means that you can tell what they’ve been eating by the scent of their breath. The older one’s breath smelled sweetly fruit-like.
Knowing what they had for dessert, I said “Someone’s breath smells like Skittles. Who had Skittles for dessert?”
To which the 5-year-old replied: “I did!”
Next I smelled the 3-year-old’s breath, but his didn’t smell like anything. He had a Tootsie Roll for dessert, and apparently Tootsie Rolls don’t affect one’s breath much.
Then the older one wanted to smell my breath, so I breathed on him. His response was “Your breath smells like skunk spray!”
And the 3-year-old chimed in: “Did you eat skunk spray for dessert?”
I think they were being dramatic, as my wife hadn’t said anything about my breath. Or maybe she was just being polite.
For the record: All I had for dessert was some toffee brittle.
My breath is offensive to my wife, And I am loathsome to my own brothers.
Job 19:17
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