Poppy’s Toothbrush Parade — Under the bright round lamp, Poppy tapped her shoe on the shiny dental-office floor. Read the full story →
Under the bright round lamp, Poppy tapped her shoe on the shiny dental-office floor. She had set herself a zippy challenge: make a toothbrushing chant before the sink went drip, drip, drip ten times. “Brush left, brush right, swish like a kite!” she sang, racing her hands in tiny circles. The clean mint smell jumped through the room, and the big model tooth seemed to gleam along with every beat.
Then a soft bristle-brrr came from the tall toothbrush beside her. It was tapping too—not to keep time, but to count sparkles on the tooth’s crown. One sparkle, two sparkles, three! Poppy laughed so loudly the cups rattled on the shelf. She shared the chant with the toothbrush, the crowned tooth, and even the quiet little mirror. Can you spot the sparkle that made the whole office go drip, drip, drip with joy?
