Polish Your Elbows

This morning, Wally came in to our room to wake us up. He climbed up on the bed with us so Rick scooted closer to me and Wally laid down next to Rick. Rick had his hands behind his head. Wally talked for a minute then said, "Daddy, you need to polish your elbows." We laughed at such an odd statement. He proceeded to say that he was serious and that Daddy needed to polish his elbows with that black stuff. We told him we didn't know what he was talking about so he got out of bed, headed to the bathroom and returned with Rick's deodorant and pointed at Rick's armpit. "Here Daddy, polish your elbows."