Saturday, December 8, 2012


On our walk to school Friday morning, Connor and I had the unfortunate experience of walking behind a car spewing white exhaust. This prompted Connor to comment "I don't really like the smell of gas when it's being burned in a car engine. But I really, really like it when it's fresh. Sometimes, I walk into Dad's shed just so I can get a little smell of it".

I mentioned to Connor that it's not really good to sniff gas, and it can be hard on our bodies.

He clearly wasn't convinced and thought I was crazy.

Would it be going too far to ask Ed to install an exhaust fan in the shed?


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