The first step around here for my sessions seems to be getting me tired. Fancy that. Once I'm tired, Mom makes her approach:
Before I even know what's going on, I've got this yummy poultry-flavored goop in my mouth.
I can't get enough of that stuff; Mom knows that once I taste it, I'm totally in for the brushing!
|Check my pupil. Do I look a tad excited?!?|
Sorry. Hard to talk while you're brushing your teeth. But seriously, the toothpaste is the key for me.
|"Looks like we're out of ammo, Mom..."|
I have to say, Mom's pretty good about re-loading the brush. And then - we're back in business!
|"Dish ish more like it!"|
Check out this action shot:
|Mom's like a buzz-saw with that thing!|
Davy actually uses a battery-operated brush. That thing freaks me out, so we stay with the old-school brush!
Now... just a little more on the other side ...