Strange

My house currently smells exactly like the day care I went to when I was three. I don't know why. It certainly makes me feel like I don't want chicken noodle soup, and that maybe a crispy peanut butter snack would be real tasty. Perhaps Zach Telford would be up for a game of kerplunk? And the lego is lame - they dodn't even have any pirates.
Amasing how a smell can so clearly define events from seventten or eighteen years ago.