Last night.
Me: Here's your toothbrush.
Eleanor brushes her teeth.
Me: Ok, time to put your toothbrush away and go to bed now.
Eleanor: No, Momma, my teeth are still rotting.
I must have really freaked her out by telling her that her teeth would rot if she didn't brush them!
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