Zachary, our 14-year-old, was responsible for the pack this morning. Both Paul and I had to work.
We had a list of chores for the boys to accomplish before we got home.
Zach apparently had his own requirements for the boys.
Me: So how did everything go today?
Zach: I made them all shower this morning.
Me: Okay. Why?
Zach: Because they always stink.
Zach: Well... with the exception of Evan. He is unusually clean.
Zach: I think he is self-cleaning.
Zach: And interestingly enough... he always smells like Febreeze.