Because once you've got your coat on, why wouldn't you need a plastic pear and pineapple?
I came home from an evening away to find that Coop and Alan played with this:
A suitcase filled with dishes, plastic food, cotton balls, maxi pads, and tampons. Lovely.
What Coop picked out for breakfast one recent morning:
"Mama, I can't breathe."
Really? I'm not surprised...
Coop decided he needed to relive babyhood and sit in the highchair for snack.
Cute, but pretty ridiculous-looking!
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