My beautiful, adorable, teeny tiny, petite little girl….has super stinky feet. No joke.
I was getting her into her pajamas last night and playing our usual game of “Mommy’s gonna eat your feet!” when I got those tootsies close to my face. Wow!
How does an eight month old baby get feet that smell like they belong to a grown man (a grown man with REALLY stinky feet)?
This what it sounded like in my house…
“Oh my God! Your feet stink! Jason, come over here and smell her feet!”
“I’m not smelling her feet.”
“She’s a baby. It’s abnormal. You have to smell her feet.”
So he did. He smelled her feet, and he agreed that they stunk. And that they shouldn’t.
We spent the next ten minutes trying to figure out why they would stink (I swear I bathe her!) and hoping that she doesn’t turn out to be the stinky kid.