Mom smokes, my dad occasionally a cigar. I don't mind the cigars, but when my mom smokes, like in the car or something, I politely hide my nose in my shirt and hope she gets the point.

I used to feel horrible because my mom smoked and everyone said it was bad. I now realize, it's not just me.

You can smell it on the kids at school, but I don't notice it when I get home. I just hate that my mom does it and we've told her to stop, she doesn't. She stopped for like 3 months once, so much for that. I don't want to be around for the day when she turns 50 and finds out she has lung cancer.