A Day in the Life of London

Mike likes these frozen soft pretzels that you just pop into the microwave for 30 seconds and enjoy so we always have them and a little container of cream cheese handy. Well the other night Mike fixed himself one but only ate half of it so he gave the other half to London. Upon receiving the pretzel, gently taking it out of Mike’s hand, London proceeded to toss it up in the air and then once it landed, bounce at it. He did this I know for a good 10 minutes. I kept telling him to eat the pretzel but that just made him more playful. He ran around the living room with the pretzel sticking out of his mouth, occasionally tossing it in the air. He would stand there, with the half eaten pretzel in his mouth, starring at us until we would say “Eat the pretzel London” and then he would repeat the behavior I mentioned above. After about 45 minutes of this, he brought the pretzel over to me. I told him I did not want it, for him to eat it. He tossed the pretzel and it landed by the Christmas tree and London left it there and went into the kitchen to get a drink of water. All that playing must of made him thirsty. When he came back into the living room he went under the desk and fell asleep. He snoozed for a couple of minutes. When he awoke from his short catnap he went over by Mike, who was playing a game on the Xbox. Mike patted the bed beside him and told London to come lay down. London started to get on the bed and then must of remembered the pretzel that he had previously been playing with. He back away from the bed and trotted over to the pretzel which was still laying where it had landed when he tossed it. He picked it up. And with the pretzel sticking half way out of his mouth, he trotted back over to the bed and laid down beside Mike and feel asleep.