I don’t know about you, but me, I’m always weirded out by any book about teeth or talking about them, because I’m totally paranoid my teeth are going to fall out someday. It makes no sense because I go to the dentist, and I brush my teeth, but I can just imagine how horrid it would be to have no teeth.
I tell you this so you know how big a deal it was that I read this book to the kids.
It goes through in pain-staking detail, and in a very entertaining fashion all about how George Washington slowly lost all of this teeth. Then talks about what he did to try and solve the problem.
Well, at the end of the book George Washington makes an impression of all of his teeth using plaster of paris and a small mold. Well, I didn’t make the plaster up in time because I forgot about wanting to do that, so we made molds with play-dough.
And just as obviously it wasn’t our teeth, it was random small toys, but it did get the lesson across because they spent days talking about his teeth. Much to my chagrin.