
Last week I went to get my teeth cleaned, and from all reports, I did phenomenally well. (Hey, I got a toy out of the dentist, so it must have gone well). I didn't bite anybody, nobody bit me, and my teeth are all clean. Mission accomplished.
Now that I am five years old--a whole hand, as it were--I see the world in a different light. Sometimes, it's the nightlight as I try to read in bed long past my bedtime, in clear defiance of my parents. Sometimes it's the light from the oven, as it cooks my delicious chicken nuggets. Sometimes it's the light coming from my new Star Wars Clone Turbo Tank; how does one brush his teeth without the accompaniment of a Clone Turbo Tank?
2 comments:
Great job, Jack! Love seeing those pearly white!
xoxo
Aunt Lisa
Good Job Jack! I'm so proud of you!
Keep up the good work!
Love ya!
Grammie
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