Kids are expensive.
We woke up this morning to the smell of Balázs getting ready for school.
That's right, not the sound - the smell.
Specifically, it was the smell of his Adidas body spray, which he unsparingly lavishes on every morning.
The stuff smells nice and all - but it isn't cheap, and he goes through it like nobody's business. The same goes for his hair gel.
And its not just Balázs who I'm thinking of when I say that kids are expensive.
Today I got a call from someone in our church, who told me that Nathaniel must have gotten a hold of my mobile, because he called her a few times, and then sent her a couple of "multimedia" text messages.
I'm going to have to pick up a few more hours at the language school...