|"Smell" by Jan Miense Molenaar (1637)|
Me: You know, I noticed that after we had Allie, little babies and kids stare at me.
My Wife: What do you mean?
Me: I don't know. Like they can sense that I am a father now. Like I have a daddy sense.
Wife: Scent? Oh you mean because you smell like baby poop, pee, and spit up?
Me: SENSE. s-e-n-s-e. Not scent...