Asher has an amazing sense of smell. My mom gave me some hand-me-downs when we visited Park City this summer. When I wore a wind breaker from her Asher smelled my jacket and told me it smells like Babi.
On Sunday Moises had just come home from Starbucks and Asher told him he smelled like Starbucks.
These are just a couple of instances.
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