Brusha, brusha, brusha

CW and I brushed his teeth (two up top and two down below) for the first time yesterday. I was worried that he would hate it the way he hates having his face and nose wiped. But the toothbrush must have been soft and tickly because he laughed at me brusha, brusha, brushing inside his mouth and over his tongue. (And yes, I sang the cute song from that scene in Grease where Jan does the imitation of the toothpaste commercial. That must have been why he liked it.)

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