Traditions Passed Down

When I was little, my eldest brother Charlie (Shown above. He's the tall one) and I used to brush our teeth together. It was a nice, quiet time together. That is, until he'd pretend to spit up his toothpaste. I don't know, he's a weirdo, but at the time, it was just about the most hilarious thing ever.

Here, Charlie is brushing his teeth with his two year-old daughter. She watched attentively as he squeezed the tootpaste onto her brush and giggled at her daddy's silliness while they brushed.

They are here from Georgia for Thanksgiving, and it's looking to be a wonderful visit.