My daughter, Sabrina, has stinky feet. The smell is like sour popcorn and so potent that it lingers long after she’s left a room. When I get home from work and her sneakers are lying by the door, I am greeted with a whiff of stinky feet.
I love it.
To me, Sabrina’s smelly feet are uniquely her, like her crooked front two teeth and the way she says “Do you renember?” instead of “remember.” Odor-control spray helps (I am fully aware others won’t find the smell charming) but by the evening, her feet stink once again. We have this little ritual: When she comes in from playing and asks me to pull off her sneakers I’ll scrunch up my nose and exclaim, “Wow! You have some stinky feet!” and she’ll laugh and says “I know!” They are the scent of tomboy-girl and childhood. Her brother’s feet have no noticeable scent. Hers are Eau de Sabrina.
I have been known, as I’ve picked up sneakers she’s flung onto the living room floor, to inhale.
When you have kids, you devour them with all of your senses: your sight, smell, taste, hearing, touch. You ‘re mesmerized by the ways their bodies and brains work. You revel in their quirks, foul feet and all. Check out the admittedly odd things these moms adore about their kids, then share: What strange stuff do you love about your little darlings?
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