look at me....look at me!

That's what I heard coming from the porch this morning. As I get to the kitchen, I smell something awfully fruity. When I see him he says something about "sissy at preschool" which basically means she's not home. Therefore....he can get into her lipgloss! You may have to click on the picture to make it bigger so you can really see his 'pitti' (pretty)ness...