The smell has caused my nose to go on strike.

We have an odor problem in my house. A BIG one. And I say "one" loosely...it really is about 8 problems. My boys feet smell soooooo bad. (I normally hate it when people write with over-abundance of vowels, but, trust me, this smell warrants the added o's.) For all the mothers of boys out there, I am sure you will sympathize with me on this one! In fact, I have set up a fund in my name for those who would like to donate to my therapy bills...

So, on with my story, I had sent the kiddies to bed last night, and I am sitting in my room, attempting have some quiet time...the whole time I am sitting on my bed smelling this horrible smell. I know this smell. I start to panic. It is the smell of stinky-boy feet!

My panic deepens when I:

1.)know the kids are in bed and

2.) begin to think that I may have developed a "stinky-boy-feet" problem!

Not I! Oh, please, oh please! I know that I am doomed to suffer through the next 20 years of stinky feet with my kids before I pass them off to a poor, unsuspecting wife...but surely the good Lord would not curse MOI to bare this ghastly smell on my delicate sized 9's! (okay, FINE, size 9 1/2...)

At this point my breathing as become labored and spastic. I am hopping around my bathroom desperately seeking lotions, potions, hospital-grade sanitizers...only to see out of the corner of my eye, my oldest son's head (who's name is with held to protect the innocent..cough...NOAH..cough, cough), pop up from the base of the bed. He looks at me, and calmly asks, "Geez, what's your problem?"

MY PROBLEM!!!! Alas! It is not my problem!!!! It is his stinky feet! Oh, the joy! My precious tootsies have been sparred...I am not doomed to a life of odor-eaters! Rejoice! The skies have parted and the angels are singing!!!

So I send my son BACK to bed with HIS problem of stinky-boy-feet, along with the added problem of a sore butt for getting out of bed!