Keeping warm: When I was very young and we lived up in the mountains and it would be so cold in the winter mornings. I would often jump out of bed and sit over the heat vent with my night-gown over my legs so that the heat would blow up and keep me warm. One morning I felt something on my leg. A daddy-long-legs came out of the heat vent and was crawling up my leg. I never sat over that vent like that again.

Poop patrol: When my boys were young we had labs and one smaller dog. If the boys were going out to play in the back yard, they were to pick up the dog poop before they played. We did have shovels and pooper-scoopers yet one day my older boy came running in to tell me that his younger brother (who was 6-7 years old at the time) was picking up dog poop with his hands. We were all grossed out, except my younger boy.

Smells: When my boys were young, for some reason if my husband or youngest son smelled something gross, they would immediately say, “Ewe, smell this”. Myself and my oldest son continually looked at them like they were nuts, “If it’s so gross, why would I want to smell it”.

Wipes: About two years ago I was having surgery to remove a kidney stone that got stuck. I had to go to the bathroom one last time before surgery. The attending nurse told me to be sure to use the wipes and sanitize myself again after I was done, and before heading back to the room.

I was done on the toilet and saw a plastic container of wipes. As I reached for it and vaguely remember that it had the word sanitizing on it. I wiped myself and instantly I felt an incredible burning. I hit the call button for the nurse. She quickly gave me the soothing wipes that were in a drawer (really?).

I had used the disinfectant sanitizing wipes. I wouldn’t recommend that.