Goose has been fighting us when it comes to getting her teeth brushed since birth.  We have tried all of the tricks that worked with Woo, singing the brush your teeth song, fruity Thomas toothpaste, electric toothbrush, the begging, pleading and tears (me, not her).  None of it works with any regularity.Willy can generally cajole her into a passable job, but she is particularly stubborn with me, pretty much refusing to allow me to brush. I feel like I am never getting her teeth properly brushed, and have visions of her getting fillings in her baby teeth!!

Then one night recently I heard Willy singing to her, and watched as she opened her mouth and let him brush her teeth.  All of them.  At the same time! I was astounded, and asked that he share his secret. It turns out it’s his special version of Old MacDonald, sung to the same tune.  We’ve been working on the lyrics, and the current version goes like this:

Old MacBrush-Brush had a mouth, brush, brush, brush, brush, brush…
And in that mouth she has a molar, che-che-che-che-che
With a brush-brush here and a brush-brush there, here a brush, there a brush, everywhere a brush-brush.

We repeat for as many teeth as are needed.  She loves it, and brushing is a dream!