Wylie's olfactory sense never ceases to amaze me!
The kid can smell a french fry (or other offensive odors) from a mile away or within a nanosecond of it hitting his nose.
Case-in-point: today, I snagged Ken from school and we picked up french fries and sodas for an after school snank en route to pick up the boys.
I said to Ken: "how long do you think it will take? less than 5 seconds before he says 'what's that smell' or something like it?"
Ken said she thought less than 5 seconds.
We hide the evidence.
He opens the door.
In less time than Phelps won the 100 fly, Wylie says:
"Why does it smell like french fries in here?"
It's like lightening.
His nose knows.