Smells funny to me.

Some days, I'm pretty sure my children and I are not having the same conversation.
This is what was said the other day while biking with Younger Son...

Me: I smell a skunk.
He: Yeah. I think we ran over one back there.
Me: I don't think we ran over a skunk on our bikes.
He: It was right over there. (He gestures to a place neither of us had been.)
Me: You actually saw a skunk?
He: A skunk? In these parts?

Two blocks from home, and I'm totally lost.