I have learned to keep anything and everything that I don't want Connor to get into, in a locked closet. I didn't think that he would get into my deodorant, but he did.
He refers to anything that you put on your face (or body) "otion." He means to say lotion. So, my deodorant became "otion." The deodorant has now been added to the locked closet, along with all of my make-up (yes, he has tried that), hairspray (got in the eyes), perfume (ate it), all cleaning products and the real lotion.
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