Since my daughter?s dx I have come to the conclusion that alcohol wipes are living things with legs. It never fails... It?s 2am and the cell phone alarm is waking up everyone in the house but me, for that BS check. After my boyfriend kicks me, I crawl out of bed and head to her room. I clean her finger, test, and go to wipe and IT?s GONE! This happens to me all the time and not just in the middle of the night. I have even tried launching my own sneak attack by putting them on my shoulder, pillow, or back in the meter holder AND THEY STILL find a way to escape my eye and BOLT. The best part is that they actually think it is funny to pop up where ever they feel like it, as if it were pay back for being abandoned during a game of hide and seek. Seriously, I find wipes everywhere. They are on the floor, in the couch, coat pockets, the floor of my car, my bed, dirty laundry and I have even washed & dryed a few. I just found one stuck in the drain of the kitchen sink. Are you kidding me? The drain? Now, the wipe war is back on! Watch out Mr. Wipe cause you have just messed with the wrong Wiper!