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Junk in the...

So the other day on the way to the racetrack, we were stopped at a gas station. I was looking for something in the back seat amongst the luggage, and I said to L, "We sure do have a lot of junk in the truck."  She immediately replied, "Well, at least we don't have a lot of junk in our trunks!"  I couldn't stop laughing, and then I made her tell her dad when he got back in the truck.  I didn't realize that she knew that expression!
Yesterday she was mentioning it again, and I told her that I hadn't realized she knew what the expression meant.  She said, "Well, I was pretty sure that it means that someone is fat."
I'm just going to go with it.

Noxema

I just had a realization - in the shower, of all places - about one of the obscure tidbits that proves to me that I'm getting older. 
I have a horrible cold, and I have Vicks Vapo-rub on my nose.  I was thinking about what a distinctive scent it is, and about how the special kids' version we have for L smells so much better.  That got me thinking about my grandma N and how she always smelled like Noxema.  In the face soap aisle in Target, that scent immediately makes me think of Grandma.  And my mom always used to smell like Oil of Olay face lotion.  It's funny how those scents are so evocative of those specific people to me.
However, my kiddo will never say, "My mom always smelled like _____".  I was thinking about how I have a bunch of "favorite" body washes and lotions, and I just choose what I feel like for the day - Reliv brand, pumpkin scent from Bath & Body, Amber lotion, etc - it varies from day to day.  And I was thinking about how many more choices we have than WHEN I WAS A KID - argh, I'm making myself sound old!