One of my favorite summer smells is that of my little monkeys after a long day of running, playing, swimming and biking. Their messy, sweaty helmet hair. The smell of sunscreen and metal. Their little red faces.
Although I’m a huge stickler about having them shower every night before bed, I know there will be a time in my life when I long to smell that care-free, waft of the [mini] loves of my life.