Monday, January 19, 2009
I had Chinese takeout in the downstairs refrigerator. I put the bag on the basement stairs while I went to put the laundry in the dryer.
It took about 2 minutes to throw the clothes in and start the dryer.
When I turned around, Cooper was laying on his bed with a plastic bag in his mouth.
It seems that Coop had stuck his head in the takeout bag and pulled out what was on top. Luckily, he grabbed sauce packets and he had not eaten any of them.
I guess Cooper has a hankering for Chinese.