As soon as he saw his brother brushing his teeth, he just had to try it too. This child wants to be 3 so badly. He will attempt anything and everything his brother does.
And some things he does all on his own. I've had to retrieve Micah from atop the kitchen table four times in the past two days. He gets furious with me for cramping his style and immediately throws his nuk at me like some kind of ninja death star thingy. I try to divert his attention back to something, anything other than the kitchen table. Ball? Fridge toy? Buzz Lightyear? No good. And then he sees that toothbrush that's been sitting on the floor for the last half and hour. Just like that, we're back where we started.
At least his teeth will be clean.
