Nightly Ritual

This is how most nights wind down on the ranch. M-Alright buddy, time for bed. Let's go brush those bucks. G- Teeth, brush your teeth. Don't say bucks, kids will make fun of him. C-I wanna brush my teeth. Daddy can i have Thomas tooth soap. No I want bear tooth soap. M-You want bear tooth soap. C-No Thomas tooth soap, I want Thomas tooth soap.


He's actually a pretty good brusher. And can spit like a AA pitcher.


And then after the rinse...'Daddy do the moostache'