Pearly whites

Last night, for the first time in possibly forever, Choo-choo and I did not argue about brushing his teeth. It had always, always been a chore. Every night was littered with our debates of whether or not I will help him (I say yes while he says no), if his teeth were brushed long enough, and so on.

After watching a really awesome children’s TV program, I decided to put the advice into practice. I asked Choo-choo if he wanted me to sing a song while we got him ready for bed. He happily said yes but didn’t like any of my choices. He did make one request; unfortunately, I had no idea what he was talking about.

We’d moved on to teeth cleaning by this point, so as he brushed I made up a song. “You’re brushing your teeth to go to bed, my little, little sleepyhead. The sun is down, the moon is up. You drank the water from your cup.”

He loved it. I sang it at least 6 or 7 times before he was done, but it made the process so much faster. It also enticed him to let me help because I told him I would only sing again if he let me brush, too,, to which he eagerly agreed.

I’m going to try this method again tonight, and I really hope for the same results. Finding a way to make bedtime easier is truly finding a way to make my life easier.

Author: stepbackandbreathe33

I am a writer, mother, wife, and fighter in the battle against depression, anxiety, OCD, and PTSD.

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