Sometimes Mom gets ideas.
I don't know what sets her off - maybe she reads them in a book.
The other day she got this little brush
and this tube of stuff that smelled like minty chicken . . .
and started rubbing it on my teeth.
I tried to get hold of it to lick it off, but she kept moving it around
She lifted up my lip and rubbed my big tooth.
And she kept laughing! It didn't taste all that great either.
She could just have given me peanut butter.
Sometimes, mom just baffles me.