Did you ever travel back in time?  I reached for a pair of tongs in a kitchen drawer today and found myself four years old again with my mother standing over me.  She was furiously studying a pair of tongs she’d taken from a drawer.  “What’s on this on these tongs?”  Unwisely, she rubbed the tongs and held her fingers to her nose.  “This smells like poop!  Did you put my kitchen tongs in poop?”

“I used it to get cat poop out of the baby bed.”  She hit the roof.  I was only trying to help.