Morning conversation with my 9-year-old son –
Me: You have your class kick ball game today, did you put on lots of deodorant?
Me: Come here, let me smell.
Son: Ugh! *stomps upstairs* *sounds of rummaging in the kids’ bathroom* *comes back downstairs*
Son: Here. *he shoves his armpit in my face.”
Me: Good. Now let me smell the other one.
Son: Ugh! *stomps back upstairs*
The scary part? This isn’t the first time we’ve had this conversation.