A line of kisses

I walked into the kitchen last night to find a row of unwrapped Hershey kisses. Probably 12. And someone had bitten off the very top of each.

I wish I had the self-restraint of a two-year-old.

Toddler Sci-Fi

So, last night, I decided to brush Tyler's teeth before we went to his room for the diaper, pajamas routine.

Once again, he was fighting me, so I decided to give him a "choice." Per the suggestion of Tyler's Grandma Denise and Tyler's OT, I shouldn't say, "Do you want to brush your teeth?", I should say, "Do you want to brush your top teeth or your bottom teeth?"

So I tried it.

"Tyler, top teeth or bottom teeth?"

He got very excited and reached for the toothbrush saying "gongun" (bottom). I let him have the toothbrush. And guess where he tried to put it. Yep, he tried to brush his *bottom* teeth. I'll have to put the diaper on first from now on@

The ABCs of dental hygiene.

Tyler does not care to have his teeth brushed. At least not by me. I don't know if it is a sensory thing or if he's just contrary.

At any rate, Brian and I have always said the ABCs as we brush Tyler's teeth. I just feel like it gives him a better understanding of when the torture will be over. And I thought he might learn something.

The educational aspect seems to be working. As I brushed my teeth yesterday morning, he said (sort of) "Mama, A, B, C, D" in a sing-song voice that exactly matches the alphabet song.

mmmmm... Marshmallows!

So, Tyler yelled, "Eat!" and ran to the pantry. Instead of pulling out dried bananas (his current favorite), he grabbed a bag of small marshmallows. I think this is one of those foods that the experts recommend waiting a while on (choking hazard), but if my son wants to try any new food, who am I to tell him "no"? So I gave him one for each hand and proceeded to eat a few myself. After several minutes of licking marshmallows (and feeding a few licked ones to me), he ate one. And asked for more. I think he ate five or six total. Tyler ate marshmallows!! I'm ecstatic.

But it makes me wish Paw-Paw were still here. He loved giving all the kids marshmallows, and every time we visited, he wanted so badly to spoil Tyler with treats.