Survivor

You ever hear those horror stories where someone has died for whatever reason in a house and they find that person days later with a 2 year old still alive? I have no doubt that should something happen to me in the house, Cooper would still thrive. He is a scavenger! He still doesn't communicate with me when he is hungry or thirsty, I guess because he knows that he is fully capable of just going down to the kitchen and getting something himself.

He is constantly pulling food out of the cabinets and trying to get into stuff. It was several months ago that he decided he wanted a banana. I didn't realize it until I came down into the kitchen and he had almost gnawed completely through the peel to get to the banana. Eww! I put all his snacks into some plastic containers with lids that I thought he couldn't open, but of course who am I kidding? He just goes in and gets himself a waffle, rice cake, or some M&M's whenever he so pleases. Yesterday as I was cooking dinner, I turned around and saw that he had carried over a LARGE jar of nutella (chocolate spread) to the table and had already unscrewed the lid and was just about to dig in . . . with his hands. Last week he found himself Reese's Peanut Butter Cup (coveted candy around here), unwrapped it all by himself and was chowing down when I found him in the living room. There were two problems with this (besides the fact that he would not normally be allowed an entire peanut butter cup all to himself). First, the chocolate had melted at some point, so it was stuck to the paper cup liner, which Cooper was eating with no problems. Second, he found the cup in our bedroom, and I found him with the remains of the cup downstairs in the living room. It isn't the first time I've found chocolate on the wall!

When I told Peter my theory about Cooper being able to survive in the house, he agreed that Cooper would make it without any problems. But he did add that whoever ended up discovering my body would also discover Cooper sitting on me, bouncing up and down and crumbs and chocolate smeared all over me. All I can say is thank goodness cockroaches don't exist over here!

Now there's a lovely thought to leave you with!