So today when I picked little kid up, he smelled different.
He smelled ethnic.
It's a smell I remember in certain houses when I was in real estate, maybe it's curry?
Well, you say, rolling your eyes, she was probably cooking with curry.
Nope. The house didn't smell like curry. Not at all, but he reeked of it.
I think she's outsourcing her daycare duties. It's the only explanation I can come up with.
He seems happy though and I think she loves him, and in all honesty, as long as I'm getting work done, we're cool, mysterious smells and all.