What is that smell??

Victory may not like that I'm blogging about this but I he knows its coming. :) I would have had pictures but he destroyed the evidence before I could get my camera.
Last night I made cookies, really yummy ones, and I put a batch in before I left for a visiting teaching appointment. I asked Victory to take them out in 10 minutes. I left in good faith that he would finish up with cookies while I was gone. I get home about an hour later and walk in the door and say, "Victory, what is that smell?" He tilts his head to the side a bit and sniffs, instantly it registered, "COOKIES!" The cookies were FRIED!! BLGHH! They were completly black all the way through and our poor house smelled HORRIBLE!
I was just amazed that he couldn't smell that overwhelming burnt smell. When I asked him why he couldn't smell it, he said, "I thought I smelled something but it just didn't register."

What a silly boy but I sure do love him!

After our cookie episode, Victory left to go play basketball. 15 minutes after the game started I got a phone call. I knew that couldn't be good. Turns out that he got elbowed in the mouth by his teammate and had to go get stitches. It was a 2 1/2 cm cut on the right side of his mouth. He'll be fine, he'll get the stitches out on Saturday. I feel kinda sorry for him, he was having kind of a rough night.