After spilling his orange juice all over the kitchen and being sent to his room to wait while I cleaned it up (because otherwise he thinks he should splash in the puddles and create more mess), J came out of his room with wet hair and smelling suspiciously like spray air freshener. Obviously he made a detour into the bathroom on his way...This was our conversation:
Me: "J, why are you so stinky?...And WHAT in the world do you have in your hair?"
J: "Water...and bug spray. My hair was sticky. *rubs his head* Uh oh...MOM! My hair still yucky. Take it off!" Commence screaming fit.
And now he's taking a bath, while I move the air freshener spray even higher up, because obviously turning three has led to him re-entering his digging stage and currently being in the same room with his stinky head gives me a headache. :)