I carefully unwrapped the slippery package, pulling the fragrant bar to my nose, inhaling deeply. I recognized notes of sandalwood, citrus and musk – a decidedly masculine scent, but one I found appealing nonetheless. Placing the velvety smooth bar in its ceramic dish, I sighed with satisfaction.
“What is that?” asked Ryder, peering from behind me.
“What do you think it is?” I chided, confident he was just being silly, joshing with me.
“I don’t know,” he responded, reaching out to touch.
Playfully swatting his hand aside, I realized with a start that there was a very real chance that this was the first time Ryder was seeing a bar of soap.
Johnson’s Baby Body Wash. Bath & Body Works Hand Soap. Palmolive Dish Soap. Cars Bubble Bath.
Liquid, liquid, liquid… liquid.
Incredible! I thought. The boys have only been exposed to cleaning agents in their liquid form. In fact, the very bar of soap that I had unwrapped was the first of its kind to be displayed in my bathroom since before the boys were born. And just like that, an intriguing thought crossed my mind: one day, bar soap may be extinct.
Do you use bar soap? What are some products you’ve said goodbye to in your household?