The ugly picture board.

I have been thinking about my sweet younger brother today.

It is his birthday.

So I did a nice sisterly gesture and I posted a bunch of cute pictures of him and my kids.

Such a good sister.

And after I had done this I was driving in my car thinking about it and the memory came to me of what this same brother used to do with all of my photos while growing up.

He would find, keep, and post on his bulletin board every awful picture of me he could find.

He didn’t have any frames on his walls.

No posters.

Nothing.

Just one bulletin board.

And all that was on it was me with 5 double chins, mouth open, gut out, angry and screaming, wind-blown, whatever.  If it was bad, he kept it.

The ugly picture board.

And I was the feature.

Arn’t brothers wonderful.

Eggselent!

 

Battle of the Brush…Okay, it’s not a battle (that just sounded good) but it does seem unproductive

Ugh…

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.

Ugh.

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.

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