OMG--you'd think I would be safe going garage saling with my kids. I went to ONE garage sale w/ a friend because she knew the people having it. They were selling one of those cool race car kids' beds, my girls thought it was really cool, and were looking at it, and Haley climbed in it. Come to find out that earlier in the day a kid had been there with his mom and v'ed on it. Can you believe it??? That race car bed was the ONLY thing my kids touched and that is what the kid barfed on. There was v* in the street & everything. Now I have to just sit and wait--who makes their kids wash their hands after a garage sale??????? Why is my life w/ v* like Murphy's Law????