I found that out yesterday. I'd never actually seen it happen, which is kind of surprising when you consider I had five siblings. Odds are that one of us would have done it at least once, but no. Leave it to WeeBee.
And what caused this? Evil Mommy wanted him to brush his teeth.
WeeBee has a love/hate relationship with tooth brushing. He likes his toothbrush. He likes watching other people brush their teeth. He will agree to brush his own teeth, but unfortunately that consists of gnawing at the toothbrush. As soon as Mommy comes near him to brush his teeth, his mouth clamps shut and he goes all jelly legged. If Mommy succeeds in getting the toothbrush in his mouth, he alternates between wailing at the top of his lungs and biting down on the toothbrush as hard as he can.
Yesterday morning, as soon as I walked over to him, he started screaming bloody murder and ran away. I managed to corner him in the hallway, where he continued to scream even louder. Then I realized he was turning blue. Like blueberry blue. It was the weirdest thing I've ever seen. I always thought that kids turned blue when they'd do that silent scream, or hold their breath because they're ticked off, and turn beet red when they're hollering at the top of their lungs. Here he was, screaming like he was being tortured, and turning into a blueberry.
In the amount of time it took to ask, "WeeBee, what the heck are you doing?" he was back to normal. Well, normal as in not blue. I took advantage of that moment to pin his arms down and brush his teeth as quickly as possible. Definitely wasn't the most thorough job, but at that point it was more about proving that holding your breath does not get you out of brushing your teeth.
Maybe it worked, because that night he brushed his teeth without any drama at all.
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