Pwew-fume

My daughter asked me to pick up her son Dallin from day camp today. I had been shopping to get Michael's back-to-school stuff and Dallin was "helping" unload the car. When I opened the trunk it smelled like the wood chips as Craig had used the car trunk to load yard supplies and had left the plastic bags in the back that had held the chips. Dallin said, "Nana, your car smells funny. It smells like Pwew-fume". Out of the mouths of babes. That was my laugh for the day.