Our house is not normal. It is not even close.
I walk into the pantry and I look on the floor and there is a large raw sweet potato laying there with a bite taken out of it. I look on the shelf and there is the bite just sitting there next to the crackers. Now judging by the teeth marks and there are some, I am sure it is not Cooper. So I ask my son about it.
“Funny thing you ask dad. I walked into the pantry minding my own business when suddenly the sweet potato falls off the shelf but on the way down it hits another shelf breaking off a piece.”
He then says “Isn’t it funny how the piece looks like a bite”.
Now I am beginning to wonder what is the truth. Has he, or hasn’t he, outsmarted me again?