I love my son but....

Sometimes I just can't believe the shit that the kid does. Last night Ian and I were brushing our teeth and getting ready for bed when I noticed the new bottle of shampoo I had given to Ian was nearly empty. Like 8/10ths of the bottle gone. I asked if that was the same one because the one I left out was full. He said he didn't know. And then the lightbulb switched on...Tony.

My beautiful, sweet, handsome, angelic little man had decided to make a bubble bath in the sink. Sure as shit I looked down the drain and there were still bubbles. We had a laugh because hey, it's kinda funny, and I said I would talk to him about it today. When Tony woke up and after he had breakfast I sent him up to get dressed and brush his teeth. I ran up to check on him and talk to him about the shampoo when I noticed he in fact hadn't even started brushing his teeth and this time there was purple shit smeared in the sink. I asked him what it was and he said he didn't know. I asked him again and he still denied knowing. Then I realized it's that purple Catwalk shit that I use to protect my hair from heat (blow drying and flat ironing, etc). Now I'm pissed, I look in the cup we leave up there and there's a 4 inch line of toothpaste that's been squeezed into it.

I'm floored! What is he thinking?! I ask him why and he starts crying instead of answering. This pisses me off more of course so now he's in his room and knows full well how mad I am. I've been pretty lucky so far, he's never really had phases like this before. But because he hasn't I'm now stuck wondering, what the hell do I do? How do I punish him for wasting this stuff? I could be really mean and dump all his toys on the floor like his father did then make him clean them up, again. I just don't know.

Any suggestions?