Selective smelling?

We all know guys have "selective hearing."  It's a well know fact that if there is a game on, they probably are not going to hear us tell them about our day or the exciting shopping trip we just had. I have to say I was shocked to find out that Wyatt also has selective smelling. Wyatt, Kai and I were on a little road trip this week. We were switching drivers at Caseys and I climbed in the back seat to feed Kai. I open the back door and the smell hits me. POOP! How did my husband not smell this, and say, "Honey, I think you should pull over. Kai Pooped." Nope, not a word.  Also, since Kai sat in her poop for who knows how many miles, it had seeped out of her diaper and through her onesie,  pants AND conveniently Wyatt was already inside Casey's.   I am stuck with a blow out in the back seat of the car. Thanks Honey. The one that tops the cake, we were at the hotel and Wyatt ran to grab breakfast then I   ran out to grab breakfast next down the hall, when I came back into the the hotel room I was hit with the smell of old dirty diapers like I ran into a brick wall. Now this was the stink of all stink because these diapers have been sitting in the hotel trash over night.   I asked Wyatt "Cant you smell that?" Wyatt "Smell what?"  "The trash full of dirty diapers!" Wyatt says, "Nope."  So, I now know my husband has not only "selective hearing," but also "selective smelling". But I love him anyways.