I got caught sniffing

true confessions - sniffingI got caught sniffing this week, and my family is quite upset about it.   It’s like I violated a sacred trust or something.  Ever since then, my kids have tried to keep me at arms length.

Wait.  It’s not what you think.

I didn’t sniff *that* kind of substance.

I was sniffing something entirely different than what you have in your mind.

It was one of those perfect summer days in my children’s mind.

They’d woken up late and filled their mind with animated violence.  Then, they went swimming.  Before breakfast.

By that time it was close to lunch, so I wasn’t going to push my luck.  I fed them Lucky Charms straight from the box.

They only get two boxes of garbage cereal all summer, this was the end of the second box.

After lunch (peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with nacho doritos) I sent them out to the front porch to play.  They decided to roll around in the grass instead.

That lasted about five minutes before the heat got to them, but that was enough for me to regain my sanity and check my twitter feed.

It was one of those lazy afternoons filled with Legos, Nerf guns, and video games.

We had hamburgers with watermelon and roasted corn for dinner.

That’s when things went wrong.

After dinner, as they were starting on the “get ready for bed” routine, I went to give GoGo a hug.

Mommy, what are you doing?

I held him tight in my arms as I froze.

Just giving you a hug GoGo.

Mommy, were you SNIFFING me?

I was busted.  I tried to play it cool and responded with a half-laugh.

What a silly thing to ask me GoGo, why on earth would you think I was sniffing you?


I knew there was no escape, but I persisted in using logic.

Why on earth would I sniff you?  That’s silly.

Then Watty chimed in

Mommy, you sniffed me too.  I heard it in my ear.  You’re a secret sniffer!

This morning when I went to give them a hug, each of them pushed me away.

No sniffing mommy!

I’m so busted.

I’ve been secretly sniffing them for years.

I am a closet sniffer.

I can’t help myself.

When they caught me, I was savoring the smell of summer on their skin.  The chlorine from the pool, the Lucky Charms marshmallow smell, the grass, the Doritos, the peanut butter, the watermelon, and the corn all combined with the sun kissed smell of their skin.

I smelled their perfect summer day.

I wanted to drink it in and savor it like a fine perfume.

I wanted to bottle it up and keep it forever.

It was a treasure.

Does anyone else sniff their kids?  Anyone? 

Susan Baker
I have a passion for encouraging weary worn out mothers to find joy in everyday motherhood and peace in unlikely places. I have two elementary school boys, one nerdy husband, and two cats. I have a strange fascination for bad puns, the color pink, socks, and books. I worry about running out of toilet paper, wine, and chocolate.. I serve an amazing God. I live an ordinary life filled with wonder.
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  1. I sniff my kids also. Thankfully, my kids are used to it though. They are okay with me sniffing them as long as it isn’t followed by the dreaded words: You stink! Go take a shower!

    • there is that too. mine are young enough that they haven’t developed stinky boy syndrome. they smell dirty, but it’s still more of a preschool funk. i figure sometime this year the big boy smell will hit – and i’ll quit sniffing then! 🙂

  2. this post made me laugh and cry. I sniff my son too and I try to remember how he feels in my arms when I hold him.

    • when they crawl in my bed in the mornings all warm and sleepy, the very first thing i do is hold them in my arms and hug them. i realized today that i’ve been sniffing them that way for years.

      so busted!

  3. My cousin recently had a new baby and I caught myself texting my husband, “I really want to go smell that baby!” He thought my iPhone had autocorrected me adn that I meant see, but alas no, for me, there are few things in life better than the smell of a new baby, a freshly mowed lawn, and brand new pencils in August. I hear ya sister, sniff away.

  4. I do it!! My kids hate it too. The smells start to get a little less precious as they get older, but I can’t help myself. My name is Dawn, and I’m a sniffer.

  5. I only really sniff after a bath, but he doesn’t mind because he’s only 3 1/2. There are smells that I wish I could just bottle up and one of them is that smell of chlorine on the beach towels after they have dried in the sun. What is that other than just pure summer awesomeness! I hadn’t thought about that pencil smell, but that’s one too – really I just love the smell of sawdust – any construction smell really. Wow, I’ve drifted of course here. Any way…. loved this. Sniff away!!
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