Greaseball

This past Thursday, Lilly and I were enjoying the morning with nowhere to be. She took a long bath and was dressed in the dress Auntie Bubs gave her for Christmas. She was looking super cute! Lilly stayed upstairs in her room while I went downstairs to prepare lunch. After a bit, I was wondering why it was so silent upstairs.

 As I went up the stairs, I heard Lilly calling to me from the top of the stairs. "Mommy! I'm messy! Mommy!" At the top of the stairs my cute little girl greeted me covered in gunk. I must have looked at her in complete shock  and she knew she had done something naughty, because she then grinned at me and said, "I love you Mommy!" I asked her what she was covered in and she said "Lotion". I walked into her room to find the (expensive) large tub of Aquaphor practically empty... because she had carefully lathered her entire face, arms, hands and apparently her hair in it. Aquaphor is the "special lotion" that I don't let her use, only Mommy and Daddy can apply it. But she's always wanted to stick her fingers into the jar. Well, on Thursday she didn't just stick her index finger in, but both hands!

So in less than 30 minutes of her first bath, into the tub she went again. Aquaphor is REALLY hard to get off. I wiped her down and then began to bathe her, but it stuck in her hair and her eyelashes. My poor kid was one greasy babe the rest of the day. And even on Friday, her hair was still greasy. Oy.