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I was flossing Britton’s teeth before bed and singing, “Moses supposes his toses were roses, but Moses supposes erroneously…” (You know, from “Singin’ in the Rain”?…yes, I am trying to indoctrinate my young children with old Hollywood musicals. Don’t judge me).
Anyway, he (naturally) starts tap dancing on the stool he’s standing on.
For fear of him breaking his neck or cutting his teeth on the floss, I tell him, “Britton, don’t dance while I’m flossing your teeth!”
To which he quickly replies, “Then don’t sing!!!!”
If only everything in life were that obvious.
