"Davis," says I, "Davis, brush your teeth, get your drink and off to bed with you please."
Yes, indeed. I know that if I ask this obedient-to-a-fault child to do something, it will get done. As I pass by the bathroom door, I see his cup is being filled up. With full assurance, I continue past the bathroom, intent on cleaning up the kitchen, knowing that my son will be in bed momentarily. But alas, no quick footsteps toward bed. What is this? Back to the bathroom I traipse. Ah. Here is the problem. He has chosen to ingest his 4 ounces of H2O one toothbrush-full at a time. "It's going to take all night!" he says with a smile and a wink.
I had not my camera. If I did, this is the look you would have seen.