Oh the drama at our house. Ben usually melts down when we decide not to serve dessert. M.E.L.T.s Down! Like the kid never EVER has dessert. Cloudy - Well, he's an entire different species. As a kid my parents always wished upon me a child just like me. Why they would do that, I have no idea. Torture I suppose. That was an evil thing to do to me. Well, dear parents, if you are reading: You're wish has been granted. Sit back and enjoy the next 19 years.
Proof: Cloudy L.O.V.E.S. brushing his teeth. (And In my family we know THIS is the beginning)
To the point that he walks around with a tooth brush in his hand at the house. After bath time - you HAVE to brush them. In the morning b/f school - we HAVE to brush them. Or just when he decides his gorgeous pearly whites aren't gleaming as they should, we brush. Even in the buff -we brush (him not me).
Proof: Cloudy L.O.V.E.S. brushing his teeth. (And In my family we know THIS is the beginning)
To the point that he walks around with a tooth brush in his hand at the house. After bath time - you HAVE to brush them. In the morning b/f school - we HAVE to brush them. Or just when he decides his gorgeous pearly whites aren't gleaming as they should, we brush. Even in the buff -we brush (him not me).
The boys geeking out on the couch (iphone for dad, remote for Clouds, space schuttle for Ben)
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