Why is that all the things that I find interesting are not safe for me to play with? Or maybe the question is why do I find things that are not safe for me to play with interesting? Either way, Mommy and Daddy used to keep my lotion in my diaper organizer, but then I figured out where it was and how to open it. So now they put it up on a chest. It is just out of my reach for now, but I’ll get it. Mark my words, I will get it.