Before my babies were born, I knew exactly what they would smell like. I mean that in terms of what products I would apply to their precious peau, not them in themselves. You see, although I now know that babies are delicious, and smell like pixie-dusted, pale blue dream clouds with tiny, twinkly silver stars, I never knew that before I had my own.
Female friends (and some male ones, admittedly) would gush about the “newborn smell” and I shrugged it off. It sounded pretty freaky to me. Who inhales the smell of babies’ heads for the love of it?
It turns out that I would. I do. A lot. Baby Dragon probably thinks I am like a human hoover on his head.
However, my freaky sniffing habits aside, babies do need to smell sweet to keep up the good reputation of their kind in being snuggly and munchable. Stinky babies ruin it for all of them.
Therefore, I made the decision very early on in my pregnancy with Jensen that I would bathe my babies in water alone to protect their precious skin from harsh chemicals and then Burt would take care of them when it was time for a little extra something in their bath.
|Baby Dragon, fresh out of a Burt’s Bees bath…|