Breath Mints – Conversations with Charlie

Charlie and I were standing in the check out line at Wal-Mart and he pointed to a small tin asking if he could buy it. I didn’t really look at what Charlie was pointing at but said if it was gum, then no.

Charlie – It isn’t gum Mommy, it’s breath mints.

Me – Breath mints? Why on earth would you want breath mints?

Charlie – Well, let’s face it Mom. I don’t brush my teeth all that often.

I bought the breath mints.