Last night after crawling in bed the conversation went like this:
Me: Uggh, your breath stinks.
Daniel: I brushed my teeth!
Did you use toothpaste?
I did this morning.
Why didn't you use toothpaste tonight?
.... cause it tastes funky.
It tastes funky?
Yeah, it tastes funky, I don't really like it.
Huh. It's just mint, you don't like mint toothpaste? What kind do you like?
Uh, I dunno.
What kind did you have growing up? Did you like it?
I don't remember, it was "ok".
Do you want chocolate? (his last dentist visit included getting his teeth cleaned with chocolate flavored toothpaste! GROSS!)
No, that would be like going to the dentist.
Do you want bubble gum flavor?
So you don't know what kind you like, you just know that what we have now tastes funky?
And men think that we women are hard to figure out!! LOL!! Minty toothpaste is minty toothpaste - to me. It's just regular Colgate. The tube before it was some Quixtar stuff that was minty, too. Guess I'll have to get out all the different flavors and kinds of my free toothpaste and see if we can find a brand and flavor that twangs his buds (tastebuds, that is). I'll buy him whatever kind he wants if it means I don't have to kiss dungeon breath.