She touched his fluffy little head and asked with a laugh, "Are you full?"
"I'm full, Mommy, you eat too, it's really tasty," he reached out to grab the cake, and she smoothly pulled his arm back.
He couldn't see at all; if he reached out, his hand would surely be covered with cream.
"Alright, Mommy will eat in a bit. There's a lot more in the kitchen, and you can have it often, but you can't eat too much at once, okay?"
Wait, was Mommy allowing him to eat sweets regularly now?
"Mommy, didn't you say it would cause cavities?" he asked, puzzled.
"Yes, eating too much can cause cavities, so you can't eat too much at once. But if you brush your teeth every morning and night, your teeth will stay healthy."
He immediately got happy, leaping up and throwing himself into her arms, "Mommy, I brush my teeth every day, look, Grandma says my teeth are white and pretty."
He split his small mouth into a grin, revealing a row of neat white teeth.
