Holy cow!
When Tink was just about 15 mo old, she managed to crawl out of bed and onto her changing table (oh yeah, THAT was scary) and she got into the vaseline.
She took off her diaper and smeared it all over her butt. And legs. And stomach. and hair. And the curtains. And back down off the changer and all over Daddy.
"Tink! What are you doing?"
"I change, daddy!"
