When Gianluca was packing for college last week I kept bringing him oils to add to his paraphernalia. He refused every one. I'm not sure if this was an expression of his new independence or his fear of being the smelly dude in the dorm.
Finally, as we were an hour from walking out the door, he agreed to just one oil.
Which one do you think he accepted and why?
I'll reveal his choice tonight when we get back from a Scottish Festival we are attending (or tomorrow morning if The Bean has worn me down)!