Oh, to be the mother of boys...

means listening to a conversation about who's feet stink more. To get to the bottom of that answer, naturally, they must smell each others' feet, then describe the smell ("It's like 5 day old rotten eggs," Jake said). Now, this conversation wasn't just between my two children. Keep it in the family? Oh no...you must involve the neighbor boys from down the street. If their mom only knew, she'd never let them come back!