brusha, brusha, brusha...

So I'm watching Oliver attempting to brush his teeth on his own. This is a BIG thing considering we literally have to hold him down (arms, legs, head, and all) everyday to brush his teeth. I'm excited, but I notice he's not REALLY brushing his teeth. He's only piling the toothpaste on the brush and licking it off. Ugh! I start to get mad and realize, I guess a huge blob full of toothpaste on the tongue is better than nothing at all and I'm thankful I don't have to hold his arms and legs down tonight and fight to get his teeth brushed! Besides, he looks so darn cute while he's staring at his gorgeous teeth in the mirror (don't know where he gets his vanity from). :)