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August 31, 2005
Does Dr. Scholl's make diapers?
Yesterday I took the kids to the playland at the mall. While we were there, I kept smelling feet. The people around me changed, so I was getting the idea that it wasn't any one of them in particular. I sniffed my daughter's sandals. Nothing more than the usual light foot odor. I started to wonder if it was me, but my shoes didn't stink either. We left and I forgot about it.
That evening, while we were sitting on the couch, I smelled it again. I made my husband sniff my foot, because that's why you get married, right? You have to have someone around to tell you when you stink or when your outfit makes you look more whorish than sexy or when the front of your hair looks fine but the back looks like a rat's nest. So he sniffs my feet. Nothing but normal foot smell, nothing extraordinarily foul. We go to bed.
I got up at 1 to feed the baby. I opened the door to our bedroom and stepped into the hallway. And there it was again. The door to the baby's room was open, so I can only assume that my beautiful, adorable, sweet baby girl smells like feet.
Posted by me at August 31, 2005 8:28 AM