Toothbrush

Last week my suspicions were confirmed: Matthew has been using the wrong toothbrush. All three boys have identical electric devices, with only a small coloured ring on each to identify them. I thought it was weird that his never seemed to run flat! And to make matters worse, he's been using MINE! Yuk. Just. Yuk.

So I marched him into the bathroom and carefully and calmly explained which was his, how to tell which was which, how many limbs I'd remove if he did it again etc.

A week later and it's clear he's still using the wrong one. I know this because I removed the head off his and he hasn't noticed or asked for a new one. HOW HARD CAN IT BE?!?!

So now we have this A4 poster pinned to the bathroom mirror.