Cade popped up from behind the couch and leaned in to sniff me, crinkling his nose. “You should take a bath.”
“What?” I asked.
He leaned in again making sniffing noises. “You smell.”
“Thanks,” I said.
“Yeah.” He sniffed again. “You smell like dirt.”
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From the mouths of babes, no?
Yeah, he and Nolie went on to spend a great amount of time telling me how my left foot really stunk and my right foot smelled delightful.