
Four family members…four different bottles of shampoo. I cannot believe I spent $25 at Target today on shampoo, one bottle of conditioner, and a can of shaving cream. Ahhh…the price of beauty.
I’m sure you’re wondering why in the world I’m bothering to post about this.
Well, take a closer look at one of the bottles:

The above bottle is for Rooster. His only request was that I get something “manly.”
When I saw that this was a 3-in-1 mixture, I knew I had to buy it. You see, the last time I bought a bottle of shampoo for Rooster…well…I think it was about a year ago.
Yeah, I know. Scary.
Soccer Chick and I have often wondered exactly what he’s doing when he showers. We’ve actually questioned if he even gets in there…perhaps running the water for an allotted span of time without actually getting in, all in the name of making things look legit. I’ll admit that I did the same thing, but that was before I turned ten or so.
Perhaps Rooster has been getting under the water. It could be that he shares my love of long, hot showers. I understand how you can get lost in the moment. But, to forget to wash your hair for days at a time?
The shampoo isn’t the only personal hygiene item that hasn’t been replenished often. The bar of soap has been in the bathroom for over a year. Soccer Chick uses body wash…the stuff that girls like…so the bar belongs to Rooster.
Yeah, I know. Nasty.
My explanation?
He’s a boy.
Rooster claimed that the reason why the soap wasn’t being used quickly was because he was using shampoo to clean his body.
Right. If you say so.
When he told me that he needed more shampoo, I did cheerleader jumps in my head. I was ecstatic. Maybe he’s actually beginning to care what he smells like. Could it be a girl at school who’s suddenly sparked this desire to groom himself properly? Who knows. Who cares.
Regardless, I made a trip to Target today and emitted a shrill cry of delight when I saw the 3-in-1 stuff. Oh yeah. Now, if he gives me the above argument, I might actually believe him.
With Rooster perhaps showing signs of caring what he smells like, and hence reinstating my faith that boys do, eventually, grow up, Soccer Chick shocked me last night by declaring her desire for fruits and vegetables. In her words, “I want to start eating healthier and am craving fruit.”
Wow!
Am I viewing glimpses into the future when sparks of maturity might turn into longer-burning flames of adulthood? Time will tell.
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