When we were first married my husband was on a mission to change my bad habits. I was always very resistant and would have some lame excuse on why I didn't want to do it.
At night we would read scriptures together and took turns picking out what book or chapter we would read from. One night it was his turn to choose, so he chose to read from the fourth chapter of Philippians. When he reached the 13th verse, he stopped and said to me "Now you can go brush your teeth with the strength that Christ has given you." How could I not go and brush after that? All of my excuses became invalid.
Since then, I've been better about brushing at night but I still struggle with the whole flossing routine. I got a huge lecture from my dentist that I need to up my flossing to no less than twice a day. It's been a little overwhelming going from zero times to twice in one day. My husband has been keeping me on track and making sure I do it.
The other night I was so exhausted and just wanted to go to sleep. I had no desire to floss or even brush, all I could think about was sleep. B asked me if I had fulfilled my nightly tasks and when I said no, he threw the floss at me and stared at me until I started to floss. When I complained that I couldn't reach my back teeth and I just didn't want to do it, he took the floss away from me and had me open my mouth real wide and he began to floss my teeth. I know, gross. But he is dedicated to making sure that I floss on a regular bases. He then handed me my toothbrush with toothpaste on it and told me to brush. He stood there and grinned and said "So how much sleep did you really lose?"