A soapy situation

I swear sometimes the smallest of things perturb me. I try not to let them and I try to just let my kids be kids. But last night could have made me crazy. Over all the ups and downs the last few months and my lack of handling them well I have concluded that the sole reason I am pregnant right now is to prevent me from picking up a severe drinking habit.

Yesterday was grocery day (ie: pay day). The boys like a certain shampoo because of its mere smell. I have to say, it does smell pretty darn good. But, it is of the name brand, pricey variety. But it works well on Trents curls and that is a huge deal. So I spend the few extra dollars to get the good kind. I unpack the groceries and put the new bottle in the shower on the shelf.

Trent then decides to get a lovely bout of the runs in which he doesn't make it to the potty for. Poor dude. In feeling sorry for his upset stomach I decide it might make him feel a bit better to have a nice warm bath. I have to clean the poop off anyhow. So we smell the shampoo and we rub it all over his hair and rinse him off. Its still early so we get dried off and into jammies to go downstairs for awhile until bedtime. At bedtime Joseph needs a shower. Trent decides to get in with him. Whatever.

I go to get them out of the shower and see the shampoo bottle laying on the ground in the shower. I pick it up to put it back on the shelf and realize it is EMPTY. Seriously within a matter of less than 7 hours my two boys have polished off a whole bottle of shampoo.... of the expensive variety.

I know in the grand scheme of things it's not a huge deal. But having lived on such a tight budget for the last five years that was a splurge. I have to say that usually between the two boys I can get about six months out of a bottle. I guess that is when I administer the goods. But six months...six hours, same difference.
Ahhh, its a good thing they are staying at Gramma's tonight. I hope she has a lot of shampoo.