My son, being 11, is at that age where he’s started to need deodorant. If he doesn’t, he sweats and then stinks so bad a skunk would hold his nose and go “Oh god, what is that stench?”
This morning, I asked him if he’d put on deodorant because I could smell him from halfway across the room.
“Well of course not. I don’t need it. Duh.” is what he told me.
“But Mrs. D (his SpEd inclusion teacher) doesn’t like to sit next to stinky kids. So go put on deodorant please.” I replied and he gave me this look of horror, like he’d never thought of it that way before. He has a crush on Mrs. D, which I think is totally normal and absolutely adorable and I used it against him.
I don’t feel one bit guilty about it either. Maybe I should, but I so don’t.