Box

I've been single parenting for the week. Not too good at it, which was very evident when Cooper fell off the bed this morning, only to realize it wasn't so much a fall as a tumble down the mountain of dirty laundry at the end of the bed. Sad, but totally true. As a result of the lack of my significant other being around, the house has fallen by the wayside but this morning, they proved that they don't really need much. Just a box.

Please ignore the double-chin. Mom caught me in a bad-pose moment.