Morning,
Sigh, kids are so….kid-like.
One of my kids came to me today and say, Mom, I need a new backpack, mine smells!
So he brought it over, and I checked it out….and then pulled out a fossilized sandwich that looked like it had been residing there since 1723.
- “Ahem, child of mine, might you explain the meaning of this?” I gently asked.
- “It smells!” he creatively responded.
- “Well of course, if something is decaying in your backpack, that’s generally what happens, dear” I reassuringly told him.
- “It smells!” he repeated, perhaps thinking that my Mom brain had passed over the obvious but would now demonstrate my All-powerful Mother Techniques.
Sigh. ’tis amazing what scientific experiments generally end up generating within a backpack. Anywhos, I doused it with foot powder and added some peppermint essential oils to boot; problem is solved, child is thrilled.
You just can’t get this kind of Real Life experience in corporate land. 
Enjoy,
Barbara
ps – some nice kids backpacks include: