Wanna Brush?

In a board-book filled with babies, Ajay is always drawn to one baby's activity in particular.

And ever since he's been reading that baby book, he gets very vocal whenever he sees the certain tool used for that activity he remembers from the book. He flaps his arms and practically jumps out of my arms and into the sink in order to get at it. Can you guess?

No! Not the toilet brush! A toothbrush!

Okay, so one day, I said to myself, "What the heck? He's got 4 of the cutest teeth I've ever seen and he just wants a little teether."

But it's totally made of plastic

and it seems that when he's chomping down on anything plastic, he arrives at some sort of petroleum-based ecstasy.

Nonetheless, I let him experiment with the thing. How do you think he likes it?

(That was his second go at his ear. He likes it...)

He looks in question because I hid the toothbrush so he'd look at me for a photo. When he retrieved it from under my leg, he told the toothbrush few stories about their time apart and how he was glad they were back together.

Never has a toothbrush seen so much action.