365 day 28 - Catalyst of morning conflict
Every morning it's the same struggle:
Please go back upstairs and brush your teeth.
But whyyyyyyyyyy? / Do I haaave to? / I already did it yesterday! / STOMP STOMP STOMP
They think I made this routine up in order to torture them. Hopefully they will come around sometime before they are fetching their teeth out of a glass every morning...