Maybe she has a new lotion...

Last night at our after church dinner Noah stood up on his chair and said, "Mom! Mom! Sniff-a-me!" I said, "WHAT???" He said, "Sniff-a-me! Right there!" Of course the only thing I could imagine was that maybe he had a poopy diaper and wanted me check, but NO WAY was I going to sniff him in the middle of dinner. So I asked, "Do you need to go potty?" Noah looked mortified, "No Mom! My teacher! Sniff-a-me!" I looked around for his teacher...of course...his teacher...Stephanie.