A snippet from my glamorous life:

Sitting downstairs, Lily and Arden recently put to bed.  Checking email.  Catching up on Grey’s Anatomy.  Lily pads downstairs whimpering.  “Mommy, I need to wash my hands.” 

Mommy: “Why do you need to wash your hands, Lily? You just got out of the bathtub!” 

Lily:  “My hand really smells yucky.  I need to wash it.  Here, smell it.”  (Thrusting palm of her hand under my nose.)

Mommy:  (sniffs cautiously, recoils after smelling hand).  “Lily, what IS that?”

Lily: “My bottom itches, so I had to do a lot of scratching and now my hand smells yucky.”

Egads, people.  Nothing says glamorous life like an exchange like this.