Willa used to be an OK tooth brusher - she'd bite the toothbrush and preferred sucking toothpaste off of the brush (or straight from the tube) - but lately tooth brushing has become a full contact sport. You have to pin her arms down and lie her on her back to have any chance at all. Last night I took a right foot to the face while brushing her teeth. Karri and I debate who has to brush her teeth each night.
On the plus side, when it's done she does like to spit.
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Tuesday, April 28, 2009
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