Early this morning Cooper came into our room and told me he needed a drink and then he said the words I dread hearing..."Mommy, my ear hurts." I gave him some Tylenol and asked if he wanted to sleep in our bed for a little while.
We had been in bed for just a few minutes and he said, "Mommy, will you throw this away." I reached back behind me with my hand feeling in the dark for his hand expecting to find some trash. I said, "Cooper, what is it" because I could not feel anything. He said, "It's my bugger. Will you throw it away." Even at 3:00 in the morning that gave me a good chuckle.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Posted by The Anderson Zoo at 8:46 AM