Cooper: (to Phoebe) Eat it.
Me: (realizing I haven't given them any food during this particular trip) Eat what?
Cooper: The food.
Me: (perplexed) What food?
Cooper: The food that was behind my chair.
Me: (thinking maybe I set down a package of fruit snacks in the back window behind his seat) You mean above your seat?
Cooper: No, behind my seat. Right down here.
Me: (panic rising slightly) What is it?! What are you feeding her?!
Cooper: (thinking for a moment) Chips.
Me: (unable to remember the last time we ate chips in the car) Stop! Stop eating! That's so gross! (flipping my mirror down to see Phoebe consuming yucky seat-cushion crumbs out of Cooper's open palm) STOP EATING THAT!
Time to clean out the car, wouldn't you say?
2 comments:
She will survive. My baby ate sand and dirt I tried to stop her but it came out in her diaper. I think they both will live.
I can imagine you freaking out as I read it. :) Hilarious!
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