The other morning our family was frantically getting ready to leave the house (This statement is redundant, since this is the only way we ever leave the house). “Clara! Come here so I can help you brush your teeth!” Clara rounds the corner, “What Daddy?” “I need you to brush your teeth before we leave. I’ll help you.” “Oh, I don’t need to brush my teeth in the morning. Only at night.” she replies. “No. Why would you not need to brush your teeth in the morning?” “Because these are new teeth.” She smiles and shows me. I wait until she is done smiling, “Okay, do you want the pink toothbrush? Or do you want the purple-” “But I don’t need to brush my…