"Oooooh. It's like cookies." *sniff* *sniff* "Wow, I love that!"
I applied some, then extended my arm to be sniffed.
"Oh, Mommy, I love that. Even more than Chimera!"
I started laughing. She asked why. "Because, my dear, you have chosen for your new favorite one of the rarest of the rare. Bottles of this stuff go for $30-$50. I love you. But you cannot have this."
My child's favorite BPAL?
She could only do worse by falling for Shub or a C12.
"But I can still borrow the imp sometimes, right?"
"On very rare occasions."
So. First day of sixth grade. Monkey earrings. Cute T-shirt. Embroidered jeans. Miskatonic University. Oy.
EDIT: And as a consolation prize, she has been promised a bottle of Gingerbread Poppet for $WINTERHOLIDAY, if they rerelease it this year. Cookie-perfume for Elayna.