CC has always liked brushing her teeth. "Bwush dees?" But this week, we upgraded CC from a baby toothbrush (like a long rubber thimble with bristles that we fit over our finger) to a big girl toothbrush that she can hold herself. We even use toothpaste, albeit "baby" toothpaste that tastes like fruit punch and can be swallowed.
CC loves it. At bedtime, MJ asks her if she's ready to go brush her teeth, and she charges to the bottom of the stairs yelling, "Big girl!" ("beek gool!")