Boys Will Be Boys. I guess?

Last Saturday night, Greg and I were watching a movie downstairs when Easton walked in the room and I could tell his face was all shiny.

Turns out, he had slathered Vaseline all over this face and HAIR.

It took a solid week to get all of that out. Anyway, so yesterday I'm flipping through a Target coupon book and see one for Vaseline. I pointed to the picture and asked Easton what that was.

He started smiling, tapped his head and said, "Mine...mine."