Good luck with that...

I was trying to put Morgan's lotions and medicines on, after bath and she was wearing footed pajamas that zipped up in the front. They were unzipped and I was trying to get her to be still so I could put some medicine on her belly. She kept saying no and running off. I called her, again, to come back to me and told her that I needed to put the medicine on her belly and she looked at me, zipped up her jammies, said, "GOOD LUCK!" and turned and ran off to the living room. I couldn't help but crack up!