If you read yesterday's post, you know that our twin granddaughters like to sniff their Papa and me. They tell us that we have a smell (a good one, I trust), and that it lingers behind us when we leave a room. This need to smell us has always seemed rather endearing, although a little bizarre. But apparently, it's not as strange as one might think.
As both Nancy Shuman and Madeline commented yesterday, there is a scene in the original "Parent Trap" movie, starring Haley Mills, that involves one of the twins she plays (Susan) sniffing her grandfather's jacket--for the purpose of "making a memory."
I searched to the best of my technology-challenged ability to find a YouTube clip of that scene to share with you here; but having failed on that score, here's a snippet from the movie script:
Charles McKendrick: [Susan starts sniffing the coat he is wearing] My dear, what are you doing?
Susan Evers: Making a memory.
Charles McKendrick: Making a memory?
Susan Evers: All my life, when I'm quite grown-up I will always remember my grandfather and how he smelled of
[smells his jacket again]
Susan Evers: tobacco and peppermint.
Charles McKendrick: Smelled of tobacco and peppermint.
Charles McKendrick: Well, I'll tell you what. I take the peppermint for my indigestion, and as for the tobacco
Charles McKendrick: to make your grandmother mad.
I thought my sweet little grandson G-Man was just going in for a snuggle in the above picture, taken a month or so ago during our lengthy sojourn with him in VA; but perhaps he, too, was simply learning how to "make a memory." Perhaps it's not just twins who like to take the time to stop and smell the grandparents.