Grandma got you your very own toothbrush, and you LOVED it! You wouldn't let me take it away to wash it off when we were done. And your crazy hair just cracks me up. The song I'm singing is a song that Grandpa used to sing to me and Aunt Lexie & Uncle Nick and Nate when we were little and it was time to brush teeth. There's two other verses that go:
Together and tight, together and tight, there's a mouth that is together and tight.
Ba ba ba ba ba ba (that's the part where we got to spit and then sing that line)
Together and tight, together and tight, there's a mouth that is together and tight.
Wipe your mug, wipe your mug, and let's go in and say our prayers
Ba ba ba ba ba ba
Wipe your mug, wipe your mug, and let's go in and say our prayers.
I'm glad you're old enough to have a toothbrush now and that I can sing you that song. It's fun to brush your tiny little teeth.
2 comments:
It's about time. Now just quit letting her fall asleep with a bottle and then maybe she will have a chance at keeping her teeth in her head. LOVE YA!!!
I sing that song to Andrew too. We have a very fun dad. I remember him singing that song to us. We are carrying on the tradition. LOVE YA!!!
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