Just when I thought...

I went away for the weekend with my girl friends.  It was wonderful; we enjoyed a child-free, carefree weekend together.  I slept in!  I sat in a hot tub! I shopped for myself! (Kind of.) I left my two younger children; Maximus, now 10 months, and Hailley, 2 1/2, in the care of my husband during this time. 

Now I trust my husband completely.  I was slightly worried about the state of the house upon my return, but I was pretty sure my kids were in capable hands.  When I came home Sunday afternoon everything seemed pretty good to me.  The kitchen looked like it had never seen a dishrag, every possible plate and silverware piece we own was unclean and the dog bowls were bone dry, but I can settle for that. 

I asked Blake, my wonderful husband, how his weekend was. 
"Great!" He responded cheerfully.  The kids were bathed and napping he told me.  He relayed his weekend activities and I divulged mine, and then we resumed our lives. 

The next day I was giving my son a morning bath and I noticed that the caps to both the baby shampoo and the baby wash were closed.  This may not sound abnormal to you, but it struck me as odd because Blake is incapable of shutting any lid, ever.  He leaves open ketchup tops, water bottle tops, baby wipes, cupboards, etc.  You name it, he leaves it open.  Well that is sweet of him, I thought.  He actually remembered to close two lids!

I was wrong.  I ignored my instincts.  I went against my intuition in defense of my husband, the father of my children, the love of my life.  I hoped he closed those lids. 

The day after my suspicious observation, I noticed what lid Blake had left open in the bathroom: the lid for the dog shampoo.