Benny on how things smell:
-Dada, you smell like potatoes!
-And you smell like tomatoes, Benny.
-(smells him again, serious voice) You smell like potatoes.
-You smell good, mama. Like macadamia and flowers.
(Huge improvement since the night before I smelled like old man’s sweat, according to my husband)
-You smell like floor, dada.
-What is this smell? Oh, it’s my feet.