It was just some dumb little thing. Your mother told you not to do it, and she scolded and reminded you every time she caught you at it. Now you're grown up, Mom's not around, and you--?

(a) hear yourself telling your kids not to do it. Mom was right. You still don’t do it.

(b) do it anyway, with guilty pleasure or perhaps a sense of triumph.

(c) never think about it at all one way or the other.

What is it? or don’t you even remember what it was that she kept after you about?