Germ warfare? [glancing furtively about]
Ahem. We fight germs in our house by…um…er…not getting sick. And washing our hands! Yes, washing our hands.
It’s probably time to come clean, so to speak. When I was a kid and I got hurt, my dad’s response was always the same: “Aw, spit on it and rub it in the dirt!” And I did. And I never had an infection in my life.
When my kids get hurt at his house he tells them the same thing, and if they’re small and gullible they follow his instructions.
Just in case you’re not following my train of thought, we’re not terribly concerned about eradicating germs in the home. Instead, we aim for a strong and healthy immune system, achieved in part by regular exposure to the germ-laden world around us. Our kids play in the dirt, pet animals, touch grocery cart handles, and – gasp – sometimes eat with unwashed hands. I’m hoping against hope that at least one of the other moms will say something like that. Please, y’all, don’t leave me high and dry here. Somebody? Anybody?
We wash our hands after we use the bathroom or change a diaper, of course. We clean our house, and especially the kitchen and bathroom. But we don’t slather on the hand sanitizer every 10 minutes, and I’m not a big fan of antibacterial soaps in general. I’ve heard too many stories about those substances breeding “superbugs.”
We rarely get sick, and when we do it’s usually a 24 hour bug that catches half of us over the course of 6 weeks. When somebody says we’ve been sick for 6 weeks it may sound bad, but I think those are pretty good numbers overall. There’s a lot to be said for a well-exercised immune system.
We share glasses, forks and finger foods freely unless there’s a bug going around. We don’t think that cooties necessarily equal germs.
If you really want to know the truth, we sometimes eat ice cream straight from the container, though we’re careful not to serve it to company after that. In fact, I remember one particularly awkward evening when Perry tried to offer my personal ice cream stash to company and I stammered that no, we did not in fact have that particular flavor of ice cream – when he knew full well that we did – though we did have others (into which I had not dipped my germ laden spoon).
I’ve matured over the years and now I would simply laugh and tell our company what I had been up to, and invite them to partake at their own risk. Life is so much simpler now.
Upcoming 4 Moms topics:
- Oct. 28th- Questions for the Four Moms
- Nov. 4 – Crafts and homemade gifts (Linky!)