Steak store

Saturday, Chris and I decided to get steak for dinner. When I told Cooper to put on his shoes he asked if we were going to the toy store. I said, "No, we're going to the steak store" to which he excitedly replied, "The snake store!". Since he was well behaved at dinner we took him to the closest thing to a snake store, the pet store. He really liked the puppies and the fish. Thank goodness because there is no way we're getting a snake (or a tarantula, especially a tarantula)!