"My tummy is beautiful!"

Dan and I were in the office this afternoon talking/working while Anderson napped and Ava watched cartoons (or rather was supposed to be watching) in our bedroom. Ava walks in to the office and tells us, "my tummy is beautiful!" while holding up her shirt. There is nothing visible so I figure she is just being silly. As she comes closer, I start to smell something that smells like Dan's cologne. Her tummy is "beautiful" because she got into Dan's deodorant and rubbed it all over her stomach! She did smell good, but my 2 year old little girl smelled like a grown man!