Wreck-Gar wrote:
Can you possibly make tooth brushing fun? My wife has a tooth-brushing song that she sings to our son.
I have tried song, dance, applause, and bribery. For a few terrible seconds, I actually considered offering him a lollypop if he would brush his teeth...and then I realized the paradox inherent in that idea, and came to my senses.
It's hitting the level of ritual with him now. I get the toothbrush, and give it to his mom. He runs and hides behind the bathroom door, and then gives me a big grin and comes willingly into my arms as I pick up him up. He sits in her lap, cries while we brush, and then climbs down and gives her that big kiss.
We're going to start adjusting as we go on, hoping to phase out the objectionable bits.
His brother still seems to think that sticking the brush in his mouth while he reads is sufficient dental care; we need to ride herd on him to make sure he actually moves the brush around. In this, I suspect, he's much like myself at that age. I'd just prefer not to see his teeth be as bad as mine when he gets older.