tonight when brooke was getting ready for bed, i got out the ole compound W to do a wart treatment on brooke's foot. while i was applying the stinky acid, brooke started talking to her warts. "oh wendy, why did you need to be contagious? now we have jiggly, wiggly & wendell." i asked her why she was naming her warts & she said, "well i just like to. but don't worry, i'm not getting attached to them."