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V has always had habit of smelling everything. He is the one who will volunteer to smell people's feet, open every spice jar to sniff, and put his face into each dinner plate to take a whiff before eating. When we visited Letchworth State Park's museum, the first glass enclosed case contained artifacts from the Seneca people who used to live in the area. V lamented, "I sure wish the glass wasn't there. I want to know what the Indians smelled like." Later we found a piece of furniture originally belonging to Mr. Letchworth that V got a nice big sniff of. He was so dissapointed when I tried to explain that the furniture didn't represent the smell of the time period very well anymore. "But WHY?!?" he wondered.

Yesterday I was working on a reading list for this next school year, and found the perfect set of history books by Mary Dobson to supplement our study of the second half of world history.