One of those stinky days

The other day while watching my kids play in our living room, I smell this stench that is almost unbearable, and suddenly find myself crawling around like a police dog sniffing around the room. I kept being led back to this portion of carpet by our window... and couch... and blanket. I could not identify where this smell was coming from or what was causing the nastiness. 

Seriously, every time I walked by that corner of the room, it was like I walked into one big, smelly, needing-to-be-scrubbed foot. Serious foot smell. Which, is kind of odd, being that my feet smell like a princesses bathed in flowers and my children like angels, of course. No really, that is all true. I couldn't really "blame" it on my husband since he had already been out of the house for hours, at work. 

A couple hours pass and I still have this smell (wishing I were saying aroma or fragrance...but those are too kind of words to use in this scenario) penetrating something in my home! 

As the kids are playing at yet another time, I ask, "Breckyn, do you smell something yucky?" 

She replies with giggles and all sincerity,

  "Oh mom, that's Broderick, you silly!" 

I just had to laugh. Clearly the smell was not related to my one-year old, but isn't it just like us girls to call out the boys. They are afterall the smelly ones... even my two-year-old knows that... without any guidance from her momma! 

Needless to say, I washed a couple blankets that may have been the culprit of milk or juice droplets and all is well again. Phew.