Brush, Bunny, Brush

Just seconds after Jill announced from the bathroom that Alex could squeeze out the toothpaste by himself I hear her announce, “And we have bleeding gums!”

I’ve always been grateful for any toothbrushing that Alex did for himself. They taught him at school, and after an initial shakedown – he had to remember to brush the tops as well as the bottoms – at least it was another task he could handle by himself.