For a little comic relief, here’s a true story from yesterday.
I was giving Klara her bath and lit a scented candle for her. The scent is Sicilian lemon.
“I love this candle!” Klara exclaimed. “It smells like turkey!”
“Why turkey??” I asked, not getting the connection.
Turns out that she was reacting to the smoke from a lit match I used to light the candle. The last time she smelled the smoke from a match was in November when we did a barbecue. And what kind of meat did we use?
Yep. Turkey.
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