So, Noah sees this new nifty spifty bronzing powder atomizer on my desk and says "Now mom...these are the kinds of things I wish you wouldn't buy." in a sort of scolding tone for being so girly. Then unable to help himself, he added more meekly "Can I squeeze this?"
I love you Noah. Sorry I wouldn't let you squeeze bronzer all over my room, but it's for the best, really.