Medicine....

Christian opened my bedroom door and quickly ran out when he saw me......I knew that wasn't a good thing. I found him with Desitin all over his face. This is our conversation:

Me: "What are you doing?"
C:    " Medicine."
Me: " Where does that go?"
C:    " It goes on my bum. Medicine goes on my bum."
Me:  "Let's go show dad."
Dad: "Well done."
C:     "It's medicine....... I put medicine for my cheeks."

Uh, wrong cheeks pal!!