Conversation with Cooper the other night at dinner:
Mom: Cooper, please stop throwing your food on the floor. Food belongs in your belly, not on the floor.
Cooper: Belly?
Mom: Yes, food goes in your belly. Now eat, please.
Cooper pulls out his shirt collar and dumps a spoonful of food down the inside of his shirt, and then pats his belly, proudly pronouncing, "Food in Belly!"
One Last Party
3 years ago
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