On the way home from Baby's six-month check-up, a pigeon pooped in my hair. I was stunned. My husband, still able to form rational thoughts, suggested that he use the diaper wipes to clean my hair. And that is exactly what he did. On the sidewalk on Atlantic Avenue in Brooklyn, my husband used diaper wipes to clean pigeon poop from my head. After he finished, I used the anti-bacterial gel in the diaper bag to clean my hands, and then, on a pigeon poop induced impulse, I put some of the gel on my head, too. Moral of the story? Wipes are for everybody, not just babies.