At 7:10 this morning Matt murmured, "I think Cooper is in the closet." 99% asleep, I grunted. Matt said it again, "No, really, I think he's in the closet." Now closer to 80% asleep, I heard the closet door make a tiny, nearly imperceptible creak, and then silence. I said, "Dog musta leaned against the door. Cooper is not in there. I'm tired." And I fell back asleep.
At 7:20, I woke back up because Matt was saying it again, "Honey, I really think Cooper is in the closet." My response: "Don't talk so loud, you'll wake up Grant and Cooper. And Cooper is not in the closet."
And then, Cooper opened the closet door, said "Hi Mommy!" and crawled onto our bed with a big smile.
HOW LONG WAS HE IN THERE? And perhaps most importantly, WHY?
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