It probably doesn't help that Mike and I are borderline OCD about flossing our teeth, but Jack loves to have some floss of his own too. Last night Jack was trying to floss my teeth. I suppose Jack finds it pointless to floss his own teeth because he only has 4 of them. Could we have a future dentist on our hands?
Oh, and as a side note: don't mind how hideous I look. I've been sick with some kind of 36 hour bug, and I spent those 36 hours curled up under this pink blanket trying not to puke my guts out.
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