As I sit here looking at pictures of my Dad from my childhood, the memories of the day begin to surface. Along with those memories are smells.
~ I can still remember the smell of Dads Old Spice cologne.
~ The smell of his jacket that I used to curl up under when laying on the couch after having a bad dream.
~ The buttered pop corn he used to make after all 9 of us kids went to bed. I used to go out and sit with him in his chair and cuddle.
~ The smell of his jacket that I used to curl up under when laying on the couch after having a bad dream.
~ The buttered pop corn he used to make after all 9 of us kids went to bed. I used to go out and sit with him in his chair and cuddle.
~ The smell of sawdust when I stayed home "sick" and had to go to work with him.
Really I wasn't sick, I just wanted to spend the day with him.
~ As I got older and started drinking coffee, we used to sit at the table drinking coffee.
Me eating cereal and him with his coffee and the newspaper.
My coffee had milk and sugar in it, he drank his black.
What smells and memories do you remember from your childhood?
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