Last Friday while Meggers was getting ready for bed she decided to sniff my perfume and it slipped from her fingers and shattered on our bathroom floor. I’ve always liked the smell of Burberry Brit but after a night of the ceiling fan on high, open windows and stuffing towels under the door to stop the aroma from saturating our bedroom, I don’t mind if never smell that particular scent for quite a while.
The following Saturday morning Meggers woke up vomiting with a fever and the scent just seemed to make her tummy feel worse. So with a little persuasion we had daddy pull our mattress through to the living room and had a camp out.
Ummm… it’s now nearly a week later and we haven’t put the mattress back, having way to much fun!