Zeke refuses to wear socks.    I think that says it all.

But it is me, so I have to more to say.

Science says that after 10 minutes of smelling something unpleasant your brain tunes it out.

Maybe it is the word unpleasant that does not apply here.  Unpleasant refers to dirty diapers, or sippy cups of milk lost under the seat of my car, or just my car!  Zeke’s feet deserve a category of their own.   And every Shaffer living here will tell you that if you are smelling them for more than 10 minutes, it is already too late for you.

And yet, I don’t go there.  I don’t fight that fight.  No socks?  No problem!  When it comes down to it, I would rather smell that smell than deal with that fit.

And you know what?  I have learned that stinky feet can come in handy.   Like the time I am sitting in a jam packed gym during a tense fight for the JV basketball championship.  Those parents from the other team where getting on my nerves.  So when Zeke asked if he could take off his shoes,  I said, “absolutely”.

When I need a place cleared out, stinky feet can do it in no time flat.