We were at Grandpa and Grandma's house for the weekend. It was time for the morning brushing of his teeth. Of course, there was too much fun going on to stop for brushing teeth--and so the discussion began. Only this time, Grandma was there to put in her two cents' worth, too. Thad was unpersuaded.
But I knew something about Grandma that Thad didn't know.
"Mom, show Thad your false teeth!"
So Mom called to Thad, who turned to look at her just as she pushed out her top set and I was saying, "Grandma didn't brush her teeth when she was a little girl and so she lost all her teeth. Now she has to wear fake ones!"
Thad's eyes were the size of . . . beach balls. He raced into the bathroom, raced back out to the living room to grab the foot stool so he could reach the sink, and raced back into the bathroom. Several minutes later we got his response.
"Dad!!! Look at how shiny my teeth are!"
There just isn't anything like an object lesson.
*HUGE thanks to Grandma for letting me out her!
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