That magical scent...

You know the smell I'm talking about... (No, not the dirty diapers...) the one when you sniff a baby's head and it takes you to a blissful and magical place. Everyone loves it. Boys try to pretend like it doesn't exist... But it does. 

When you smell it, you forget that the world is crazy. 

You forget that one day you will have to go back to work. 

Most importantly, you forget when you smell that tiny, beautiful, baby scent that being a parent is scary as hell. 

You see, nothing is scary when you smell something that sweet... That baby smell has weird powers over people. It makes grown men talk in high pitched goo goo ga ga voices for goodness sake. 

That sweet baby smell is hope for the future...

Let me remember in these crazy times, to hold on to the quiet moment where I can hold my sweet Mollie and take in her precious baby smell... For the Lord knows, those moments won't last for long. 

Matthew 19:14
Jesus said, "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these."