At some point, Jack must have seen Curtis or I put on deodorant. So while I was drying my hair this morning, Jack climbed up on the toilet, opened the cabinet, pulled out Curtis' deodorant, and closed the cabinet door (yes, such a gentleman to close the door). Then he took the lid off the deodorant and lifted his shirt. Me, being the crafty mom I am, ran for the camera!

Picture time ended, though, when he decided to taste the deodorant. Note for the future, it doesn't taste very good.