Sierra really likes to brush her teeth. Mostly, that just means sucking water off the brush, but she loves it, and it seems like just the sort of thing with which we want her developing positive associations, so we encourage it. She apparently thought the fuzzy whiteboard eraser was sort of reminiscent of the toothbrush, so while I changed Charlie Whiskey's diaper and clothes and tried to get him ready to sleep, she played with it enthusiastically, which was fine because I had just cleaned it. Trouble is, she can't reach the sink, so when she wanted to get it wet for brushing, she used the toilet.
Brushed her teeth for real after that.
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