“ Hnnnngggghhhh, ” went Leo, trying to sniff his mom’s pancakes. Nothing.
Ahhhhhh.
The next morning, Leo sniffed his mom’s pancakes. Cinnamon. He sniffed the garden flowers. Sweet. He roared a clear, loud, un-muffled roar: how to help with clogged nose
Leo stood in the white clouds, breathing in the warm, wet air. After five minutes, one nostril gave a tiny pop . Not all the way open. But a little. “ Hnnnngggghhhh, ” went Leo, trying to sniff