Minty snogs

Up until recently, Maddy's weekday morning ritual has broken down as follows:

Squawk.

Tip the contents of Kate's make-up bag onto our bed.

Squawk.

Try to take a swig of coffee when we're not looking.

Squawk.

Chew on a toothbrush in imitation of Ma & Pa doing their morning ablutions.

Squawk.

And so on.

But just recently, she's developed a taste for minty mouthwash. Not directly, but rather diluted on the tongue of a willing parent. So after we've washed our mouths out with Listerine, Maddy sticks her tongue out for a quick minty snog. Which really sets us up for the day.