My perfume ... coffee ... new tires on Matt's car ... peanut butter ... cigarette smoke ... randomness barfed up by Archie ... laundry detergent ... I read something today that the baby's sense of smell has developed, with him or her now having the ability to smell what I smell. Couldn't help but wonder throughout my day what the baby was thinking of the smells I had the fortune (or misfortune) of encountering.