Mr. T is the sweatiest, smelliest kid I've ever seen after a hockey game. So last night he decided to ride home with me instead of Hubby after his hockey game. How did I get so lucky?!! I'm thinking he doesn't want to hear anything on how he played in the game. The coach has recently moved him to offense which he has never played before, so we try to sneak in a little advice. (He's not so fond of us telling him how to play hockey).
As soon as he gets in the SUV, the hockey odor is overwhelming. Even before we get out of the parking lot, I have to crack open a window. I open his and he asks me to roll it up because he's chilly. (He's worried about being chilly where I'm just trying not to pass out.) I try to handle the stench but every few minutes I have to crack a window and breath in some fresh air. I felt a headache coming on (I kid you not) so I finally roll down my window and leave it. Mr. T says "Mom, can't you smell that horrible skunk smell?". I'm thinking it smells pretty darn good compared to the odor in the car. Can you believe it? I would rather have the window down with chilly temperatures and smell the odor from a skunk than have to be consumed by hockey stink. Will I ever get used to the smell?!!!! (According to my boys, I'm a wimp!)