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My 13 year-old-daughter keeps sneaking in sniffs of my arm, my shirt, of me. She giggles about this and thinks it's so funny. I tell her to stop repeatedly. But, she says, "but Mom, you smell so good." Like what Grace? Soap, detergent, sweat? "I don't know...like Mom." She's crazy. I know where she got this from though. Back when I had to leave her to go to work, when she was still nursing, her then father used to take my green satin nightgown and throw it over her head so she could go to sleep. She used to rock in her electric swing with the thing totally covering up her top half. It looked so funny but she couldn't sleep without it! She's always been my clingy one. I think we will always be close. I love you Grace, you goof!
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