The mornings are getting cold up here already and getting out of bed is harder and harder… I end up being snuggled by little girls in the morning… The other day, a sleepy eyed Aïsha put her head on my shoulder and breathed in my neck…
-You smell so good, mama!
-Really? What do I smell like? (I had a lot of question marks in my voice since I hadn’t showered since the previous night mountain bike ride and imagine I smelled very… ahem... earthy!
-I don’t know, you smell like my mom… and it’s so yummy!
Ahh! These girls!