Sweet Smelling Sweat

We had ice cream from Culver's and a short trip to a new park today. On the way home I overhear this short conversation:

Jacob: I can smell myself. My sweat smells good.

Bella: (quietly) Your sweat smells good?

Jacob: (sniffs himself loud enough for me to hear all the way up in the front seat) Ya, it smells like cake. And armpits. It smells good.

Yep. We're that family.