Tonight, when I squirted the lotion on Bryson’s chest after his bath, he started rubbing in the lotion himself. This, of course, impressed me greatly and reinforced my thoughts that he is quite possibly the smartest boy in the whole world. (I do realize that my point of view might be skewed)
note: I justify my yammering by thinking that if I write all this stuff here, perhaps a few people will be spared listening to these details in person.
It puts the lotion in the basket or else it gets the hose again.