Hygiene

[salvagejob]

Me to my little E, from the closet: Have you brushed your teeth yet, sweetie?  [Anticipating the answer] No.
E: Not yet.
Me: God wants you to brush your teeth.
E: Who?
Me: God!
E: [reproachfully] Mommy!
Me: Well, He does.
E: Mm.
E: ...
Me: Also your dentist.
E: Mm.
E: ...
Me: Also your mother.
E: Okay.

I should've gone with that the first time.