the littlest smell

At camp, I was walking from place to place, doing my job and putting out fires left and right. All of a sudden, I see a small boy from the Navy Ducks group (about 4 years old) on the ground. He was in the fetal position, face to the ground.

Concerned, I hurried over to him and gently placed my hand on his back. I asked him if he was okay, and he sat up and smiled at me, one of the biggest smiles I’ve seen. Then proceeded to exclaim,

“I was just smelling the grass!!”

Enjoy the simple things. :)

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