My Cutie Pie

My 3 year old son walked into my room this morning whispering, “Goodmorning Mama.”

I picked him up and swung him around. I placed him on my bed and started kissing his belly.

“Mama…”

“Hmm?”

“It’s stank in here Mama.”

“What you said?”

“It’s stank in here.”

I laugh. “What does it smell like?”

He pauses and sniffs again.

“Chinese rice.”

I fell out laughing.