Thursday, April 29, 2010

Pinch Me





Seriously. Pinch me.
How did I get this lucky?
What did I do to deserve this?
For some reason over the last couple of days I have been smacked hard in the face with the reality that this, THIS, this little guy is MY KID.

What the who????

How in the WORLD did I have a hand in this?

He is... magical.

And he is growing. This kid was in my tummy a little over a year ago, and that completely blows my mind. Not to get all miracle of life-y or anything, but... he is a friggin miracle.

I didn't have this baby "young" or anything - kind of right in the middle of the going trend these days, but despite spending my days representing other people, protecting their legal interests, and being all grown up professional-ish, I come home and put on some sweat pants and feel like a K.I.D still, someone completely undeserving of something of this magnitude. Then I look at this little kid, and I am like WHOA. I am actually the one in charge of this little life and oh my gosh am I so incredibly grateful to be given this gift.

It is a gift. One I get to enjoy EVERY DAY. Kind of like... blackberries.

So delicious you just inhale them and worry about the mess later.

Amazing.

Alright with the sappiness. As Coop would say in sign language (as he is in the last photo) "ALL DONE"

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

A Story and Some Unrelated Pictures...





Lately we have been exploring the great outdoors, touring our neighborhood areas on 2-4 mile walks with a stop at a park somewhere in the middle. Coop is still on the younger side of park patrons - not quite ready to run from us, or climb without a spotter VERY close by, but he loves being outdoors, and he loves to see the other kids, so we enjoy the park quite a bit.

Today we found a park close by with SAND. Oh my goodness, SAND. Did you know that SAND feels so neat when you grab it in your hand???? and did you know that SAND can be picked up by the fistful and then sprinkled over your shoes, your pants, your leg, you Dad's leg?

We shall be returning to this park. It was a hit.

The pictures are from when I got home. After being smothered with hugs and kisses, Cooper saw the true object of Coop's affection (at least today, because he is a fickle fellow)... CLEMENTINE, and he was off... so she was off (apparently a day of being chased by an open-mouthed baby was one day too many for her). He was intent on his mission, but she was quicker. He barely made it half way up the stairs before she was under a bed somewhere.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Male Pattern Baldness

If you google that phrase you can see diagrams of the tops of the heads of men.

If you look at the top of Coop's head, you could practically impose one of those diagrams.

I LOVE this.

I LOVE male pattern baldness (on my tiny little guy).

Partly because it is the most adorably cute thing - especially after a bath when I take a brush to his head and feel slightly ashamed to be imparting a comb-over on his precious little head - but ALSO because I think this is pay back.

Pay back for when, four months after giving birth, I lost giant amounts of hair FROM THE EXACT SAME PLACES on my own head. Yes, this was a totally normal thing (though not often mentioned when women are dreaming of pregnancy and babies), although I was somewhat "special" in that I lost hair in very centralized areas as opposed to an all over and easier to conceal follicle reduction.

I absolutely adore this about Cooper, and as his head begins to fill out with thicker and darker hair, and I slowly see the male pattern baldness turn into male pattern... hairiness??? well, I just never want to forget his toddler comb-over.

Monday, April 19, 2010

Who Builds Tall Towers???





Coop Builds Tall Towers!

Ok, Ok, so he didn't build the first tower (though he did later knock that baby down) BUT do you see the tower in the the other 3 pictures. ALL COOPER. And no magic tricks or outside consultant work from his Daddy.

Seriously. That is like 5, five, FIVE, F.I.V.E. blocks.

Did you catch that???
FIVE!!!

He may be walking only when he feels like it and choosing to communicate in growling (actually VERY cute and shamelessly encouraged in this house) and some foreign language we are far too bourgeoisie to understand, but those fine motor skills... impressive.

PLAYTIME!!!





Cooper is a VERY busy man during the day.

He has to PLAY and eat and PLAY and nap and PLAY and make a mess and PLAY and make a diaper and PLAY... Need I go on??? I mean, I am exhausted just typing all that.

Anywho, I thought I would document Mr. Cooper, PhD (Plays hard Daily) at work.

(Why, yes I am a huuuuge dork, but, alas, today was a day of drafting at work and my creativity was somewhat stifled by the need to be legally accurate, so I am using this medium to express myself... forgive me).

Special shout out to Coop's "Uncle K and Aunt N" who gave Coop the toy of many buttons featured in this post. The boy, he likes to push buttons.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

So I Don't Forget...

Cooper has a new bath time trick now.
It started 2 nights ago.
He bends over and puts his face in the water / bubbles, sometimes just because, sometimes to slurp the water. Sometimes he goes straight in face forward. Other times he does the side of his face. He comes up covered in bubbles and thinking he is pretty darn clever.

I don't have video, or pictures, and this is really not all that exciting, I suppose, but I think it is hysterical, and I don't want to forget it.

Oh, But for EXCITING news... he has started walking a little more now. He will take steps, unassisted and actually WALK. W.A.L.K.

Now, crawling is still his preferred and quickest mode of transportation, but he definitely CAN walk, he just chooses not to much of the time. Usually we catch him kind of absent minded wandering, or so focused on getting somewhere he forgets to drop to his knees, and just kind of accidentally walks there.

We be proud.

Friday, April 16, 2010

Oh, I Know... It's Van Gogh





After finishing his masterpiece, we plopped Coop in an early bath for about 20 minutes, and he started his weekend by ending his Friday hanging out in just his diaper.

What a stud.

A real renaissance man.

(Doesn't Steve look kind of creepy in these pictures - like he isn't there to hold the canvas up, but rather to peek around it...)

Or is he Da Vinci?






Coop may be in touch with his *ahem* feminine side - what with the jewelry and make-up - but give him an opportunity to make a mess, and he is ALL BOY. He got it on his hands (though he did start out by daintily dipping just that one finger in to touch the paint) then he transferred that paint to the canvas. To his face. To his stomach. Thighs. Hair. My hair.

I am pretty sure I saw Clementine grooming some green paint out of her tail.

Hello Picasso






I was struck with a bit of inspiration today and stopped on my way home to get a treat for Sir Cooper. I was planning on getting a big canvas and some finger paints. Instead, I got 10 canvas like foam rectangles for SUPER cheap and some finger paints and a finger paint tray. When I got home, we stripped him down (even though everything was all non toxic washable, it seemed easier this way) and set him up. He was a natural.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Top 10 Things I am Loving About Cooper Right Now

1) How, when we are playing, any time I say "bouncy bouncy bouncy" he will stop whatever he is doing, crawl over to his horsey, swing a leg over, and ride and ride and ride, smiling so big and clearly saying "Alright, Mommy, I will ride my horsey for you. Isn't this fun for both of us???!!!"

2) The way that one bottle really just isn't enough for him in the morning. He will chug that first bottle like he has been trekking the Sahara without a canteen, and when it is empty he will try to take another sip or two, and then just get so sad - like "seriously, I am SO THIRSTY!!!!" Fortunately we can either top him off with an extra shot of milk, or do breakfast and keep that sweet pitiful boy from starving.

3) The laugh / sigh. When he is so happy and giggly that mid laugh he does a contented sigh. Without a doubt, the best sound EVER.

4) The way he is already on his way to the baby gate to greet me when I get home. He has finally put 2 and 2 together and realized that when he and Daddy are in the play room and he hears the door in the kitchen open and close, well then that must mean Mommy is home.

5) His hugs. He will crawl into my lap and put an arm on each shoulder and lean in and stay there. A real hug. It is perhaps one of the most amazing skills he has brought to the table with his new vertical abilities.

6) He totally gets my humor.

7) He is fair. He doesn't want Mommy or Daddy to feel left out, so when he touches one of our noses, he will immediately put out his hand to touch the other person's nose. He may still be in a bit of a Mommy phase right now, but it is like he is saying "It's cool Dad, nothing personal, here, I will prove it, I want to touch your nose, too."

8) He shares. When he eats, he always stretches one hand out at some point, with a smooshed sticky something that he wants to offer.

9) He loves to play and will totally start things up. He will be in a crawling position and kind of crouch forward and bang his hand on the floor - this means lets each get on one side of a toy and chase each other around it. He will stand behind me, supporting himself by putting a hand on a shoulder and then he will peak from behind me on one side and smile at Steve, then go to the other side - he is all like "peek-a-boo Daddy, THIS IS HILARIOUS!"

10) "All done!" We are working on using sign language to signal "all done" when he is finished eating (in lieu of his prior preferred way of signaling which was to put his hand on the table and wipe them frantically back and forth until- TA DA- the table was clean... cause everything was on the floor.) "All done" is shown by putting your hands in the air and kind of shaking them. He picked it up right away, at least how to do it, if not what it meant. At first he would do it, and then grab another bite... kind of not the point. However, in the past few weeks he has transformed as an eater. He is SO mannerly, and delicate. He has stopped stuffing EVERYTHING in his mouth at once, and takes bites and practically clears his table (he eats off the table now... goodbye high chair) every night.

11) The way he looks in his shorts and short sleeve pajamas. Those pale and squishy thighs. He looks more and more like a little boy every day, and no longer a baby, but when I see those baby thighs, absolutely bursting with baby chub, well, I hold on to that a little bit, cause I am not quite ready to give it up. I know I just went past 10, but for those thighs, you would too.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Outtakes Part 2




I tried to get a picture of Coop in his spiffy new outfit (courtesy of his Chicago trip) and hat that he had donned for our outdoor excursion...

He did not participate in the way I had hoped. In lieu of smiling and posing he opted for ATTAINING THE CAMERA FOR HIMSELF AT ALL COSTS.

Thus... Outtakes Part 2.

WEEKEND!!!





Coop-Master-Flex and I lounged in our jammies for a bit, then went our for a walk around the neighborhood in the wagon.

It was lovely.

However, he CRASHED . . . EARLY. I left his bedroom by 6pm. He did manage to stay up and play in his crib for a good little while, but he was O.U.T. well before 7. He apparently needed some alone time with Monkey and Teddy.

Friday, April 9, 2010

Mommy's Pretty Little . . . Prince???





Much to my amusement and Steve's frustration, Cooper has shown a greater interest in my makeup bag than any of the baseball-type toys scattered around our house. My makeup bag AND my jewelry.

There is nothing this boy likes better than a necklace.

In all seriousness, baby toys should just be made as replicas of all things you do not want your baby to touch. Rubber knives, empty lipstick tubes, non-strangling beaded necklaces... ALL would be HUGE hits in our house. I sat Cooper on the couch for the few minutes between dinner and bath, took out any unsuitable items, plopped my makeup bag in front of him, and OH MAN, you would have thought I had given this kid what would be the equivalent of a closet full of Manolos for me. He was in HEAVEN. I had to intercept him when he managed to get the lid off of the eyeliner only twenty or so times, so all in all it was a HUGE success.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

COMBINATION MOVE!!!



Cooper has combined his 2 favorite moves... his "sweet baby" and his "bouncy bouncy bouncy." It is quite the stellar combination.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Little Oedipus

Some things about Coop right now.

He is in a MOMMY faze.

He went through a bit of a Daddy faze a month or so back, and as much as I knew that was part of the finicky nature of wee ones, and as happy as I am that he adores his father, I was (though I kept it hidden) pettily jealous as hell (in a very small way). Well, the tables have turned, and now it is ALL MOMMY ALL THE TIME, and I would be lying if I didn't say I loved it a tiny bit. However, I know it stings a bit for Steve, and I don't need this to stick around - just having this little burst of Mommy-centric Coop is enough to refill my Mommy cup and I think make the next Daddy-centric phase a little easier to get through, cause eventually I know the pendulum will shift back. Ideally the pendulum would just stay in the middle and Coop would love and adore Steve and I both equally. Unfortunately, such is not the nature of ONE YEAR OLDS. And we need to get practiced at not letting his little preference shifts work into deliberate manipulations. We are a STRONG UNITED FRONT... or something. Lord-eeee help us when he is older.

Also, and this has been going on for a while, Coop is pretty much a one woman man. He may sit on other people's laps or play and flirt with the ladies, but he always comes back to his Mama. I suppose this is why he expects me to have the same level of commitment and is NOT HAPPY when I shed some attention on THE OTHER MAN... his father. It is pretty funny and a little joke around our house - we call him Little Oedipus. He cannot stand it if Steve and I hug. If he is across the room, and Steve snuggles up next to me, or I to him, Cooper will drop his toy and take a straight line over to protest. HOW DARE WE???

Oh, little buddy, if we didn't dare, you wouldn't be here.

I can only imagine how much that last statement will TOTALLY GROSS HIM OUT in a few years. HA HA HA!!!

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Easter Bunny Visits





Fortunately for us, the Easter Bunny visited Austin even though we were not in town until this afternoon.

Coop enjoyed finding some Easter treats.

I love this little guy.

HAPPY SECOND EASTER COOPER!

Part III - THE RETURN





The flight home was not as much sleeping as the flight there, but Coop did take his bottle and take a nap, then he woke up and PLAYED. He loved to look out the window, and despite having a playful one year old in our laps for an hour, the people around us all commented on what a well-behaved little boy we have. Thank you kind people, we certainly think so.

Part III (PRESENTS!!!)





Once again, Coop was spoiled rotten. SPOILED ROTTEN!!!!

Thanks to everyone for everything!!!