I leave.

For one second.

To get the laundry out of the dryer.

When I return, I am greeted by Ms. Hawaiian Tropics, 2010.

As it turns out, no one enjoys mid-February pasty legs, not even a naked two year old. Yes, she took care of the disrobing and the application in a record three minutes time. An afternoon bath ensued.

p.s. There was also some Bath & Body Works lip gloss purchesed circa 1998 in the mix.

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