Brushing Our Teeth

James had asked me to watch Michael at least for a few minutes while he took a shower, and I needed to still brush my teeth before I left for work, so I decided to take my toothbrush upstairs. Michael was curious, and realized what I was doing, so he promptly went into the bathroom where Daddy was taking a shower, told Daddy that he was getting his toothbrush and retrieved it successfully. (I assume he must have stood on a stool to reach the shelf where his toothbrush is housed). Then he came out and we both stood in the dining room brushing our teeth. Unfortunately, since his is a baby toothbrush, his doesn't make noise or vibrate like mine does (I have a sonic one), but we were both having a good time anyway.