Teeth

Ryan always assumes I'm talking to him -- much like Andrew always does.

"Go brush your teeth and go potty," I told Andrew and Alex last night.

"OK, Mommy!" Ryan cried as he darted past his brothers to be first into the bathroom.

When I got there a couple moments later, I found Andrew brushing Ryan's teeth. His hand holding on to Ryan chin, saying, "Good, now say 'Ah again so I can get the backs.'" Ryan smiled at me as he was being such a good boy.