Those tiny teeth.
That little tiny tooth-brush.
The Thomas the Train toothpaste.
And my sweet little boy.
It really doesn’t sound too menacing, and it’s not.
So I don’t know why it bothers me.
Probably because I feel like nothing is really being accomplished.
First I let him try.
Silly, he just puts it in his mouth takes it out, repeat.
Then I help.
Also silly, I struggle to get him to open, I try to brush his little pearly whites, but it really just seems like the toothbrush barely makes contact.
I am hoping that forming the habit is really the purpose of toddler tooth brushing.
They do, after all, lose these teeth eventually.
And he does look pretty cute trying.