Spring Fever

We had a wonderful weekend (with the exception of another round of the stomach flu Saturday night). The weather was great and we took full advantage of that and of our surroundings. When Coop was only a few months old we took him on the playground that borders our house and he would enjoy the swing, but now we are really getting into the fun stuff. We took him to a much more exciting playground down the street and there was a plethora of photo ops.

Sunday was a day that took a lot out of Steve and I. We were both trying to recover from the stomach flu (Cooper was spared) but even if we were feeling a little better our stomachs were in knots the entire day. Coop has decided that he is done with crawling, it's for amateurs. Instead, walking is much more exciting even though it's not done nearly as graceful. So Cooper toddled into the kitched while I was emptying the dishwasher and proceeded to fall face first into the lowered dishwasher door. After the gushing blood and screaming subsided he came away with a lower split lip and a bloody upper lip but all teeth in tact. He was a little sensitive after that, as expected. Then, later that evening Steve was playing with Coop on the couch and before we knew it Coop had bounced/rolled right off the couch and with a sickening thud landed flat on his back on the floor. Needless to say, we were all done for the night. But Cooper definitely has his Dad's recovery skills and was happy as a clam come Monday morning. He had a great day with his friends at daycare with no mishaps. Enjoy the pre-split lip photos.....

Aunt Jo I think you've got your climber....

We also spent Friday afternoon at Nana and Pappy's. Here is Coop's great poop face and him enjoying a slice of pizza (by the way his shirt says "i blame my parents with a picture of Pig Pen from Peanuts :) "....

Coopy say "mama"

Cooper and I have been working on saying "mama", how do you think it's going??

Daddy almost brought this bike home for Coop but we are going to hold off for a little longer until the weather is nicer and his legs are a little longer. He sure is cute on it though.......

Sick Day

Cooper is home sick with Daddy today. He started into a bit of the stomach flu yesterday morning and then proceeded to vomit all over Daddy first thing this morning :). So no daycare for Coop and no work for Daddy today. In spite of the vomiting and the diaper explosions my child has to be an optimist because he always manages a smile. For instance, this morning he fell asleep on Steve for a bit and then opened his eyes, threw up and then looked up with the reddest, sleepiest, sickest eyes imaginable and smiled like "hey, I'm good now". Since that was the only vomit episode today Steve ventured out to the bike shop with Coop. As you can see from the picture he is recovering well.

5-10-15

Steve looked at me on Sunday and said "he's going to be one of the popular kids in school". Of course we are totally biased but the fact that Cooper is such a ham can't be a bad thing.

Here's a news flash, Steve and I have slept almost entirely uninterrupted and alone in our bed since last Thursday! Of course I was sick again and didn't sleep on Friday or Saturday night but the fact that I could even not sleep in my bed was a nice thought. Now let me make it clear, none of the credit should go to me and all of the credit should go to Steve on this one. As shocking as this may seem, I have not been one to be able to handle the "cry it out" method when it comes to sleeping. According to Steve (which is not entirely true if you ask me), I have the baby monitor turned up as high as it will go and the second Coop even breathes loudly I'm out of bed and in his room. So after a solid 5 weeks of absolutely no sleep and an increasingly crabby household I gave in to Steve and the "cry it out" method with one condition. We use the cry it out 5-10-15 method. So if Coop wakes up and starts crying we let him cry for 5 minutes. After 5 minutes we go in, comfort him and then lay him back in his bed. At that point if he starts to cry again we let him go for 10 minutes before we go back in and then 15 minutes. Steve and I have had debate after heated debate about this b/c as Coop's pediatrician said so perfectly, its an awful feeling for a mom to hear her child cry when she knows she can make it better just by going and holding him. But sleep depravity won out and so we started the 5-10-15 cry it out method. And to my surprise, I learned that my son has most likely been playing us for quite some time now. Because since last Thursday he has only made it past the 5 minutes ONE TIME! Usually by minute 3 he konks out and is down for the night. So thank you husband, for your patience with the both of us :).

Another new development, Coop is in clingy mode. Particularly in the evenings, if we even bend over like we are going to put him down he completely loses it. I was a little afraid that this would be headed to the point where he wouldn't do well with us leaving him in daycare or with my parents but he spent a lovely day with his grandparents and great grandparents on Sunday and daycare has been fine too. So if he's only clingy when we are in sight then I think I'm ok with that - the more hugs the better.

Coop definitely has 6 teeth now but we only have a picture of 2 so here it is....our little ham, being a ham:

Spring Fever

We had a warmish week this week with one day in the high 60s so we took advantage of that nice weather when Coop got home and played outside. He enjoyed swinging on the swing at the playground and also enjoyed eating leaves, dirt, and whatever else he could get his hands on. I think this summer we're going to have a dirty boy on our hands. Here he is enjoying "nature's snacks", mmmmmmmyummy leaves!

Quick pics

Our sleepless nights continue but there is no shortage of photo ops in our house.....

We can sit Coop in his pack n'play now that we have filled with those balls that you can play in and he will occupy himself pretty well for a few minutes. He likes to try to climb the sides and then act like he's being held hostage.

If you ask nicely he'll give you a big, wet kiss through the pack n'play wall.....

Despite the irritability if you say "jammy time" really fast so it sounds more like "jimmmeetme" you get big laughs out of Coop long enough to distract him to get his jammies on......

Our Little Dare Devil!

I've been mostly absent from the blog for the last few weeks but thanks to Steve y'all have received some good updates. I'm finally over my cold which lasted most of January and Coop seems to be on the mend also. I say that with my fingers crossed so tightly they could break b/c he did wake up this morning with a runny nose. And when I say he "woke up" this morning I actually mean he woke up at 1am, 3am, 3:30am, 6am and finally 7am. So as you can see the sleeping hasn't improved greatly. He did manage to sleep in longer stretches on Friday night and Saturday though, which Steve and I were amazingly grateful for. I think Coop knows when we are maxed out and I think he may have even understood Daddy when he said at 3am Thursday/Friday morning, "I can't do this, I'm so tired". So thank you Coopy, for the slight break you gave us this weekend. I've tried desperately to get pictures of his teeth but everytime I try to take a picture he covers them up with his tongue! He has 4 now (two on top and two on bottom with two more on the top on their way. On a more pleasant note, for as long as I can remember January has always been my least favorite month. The holidays are over, its gray and snowy and it seems that spring is nowhere in sight. January seems to be the month that never ends. But imagine my surprise when I woke up on Sunday morning and realized that February was here already! Thank goodness for our little boy, he's so magical that he even makes the horrible month of January fly by.

Coop is mastering the walking quite well. This video is a little dark but he started jetting around the living room using this walker that Great Pappy and Great Grandma got him. And of course its obvious he has Steve's dare devil genes b/c on his first attempt he refused to use both hands to push himself around with it. One hand only Mom, one hand only! And so it begins.....

Oh and Hannah, Robyn and Aunt Doris, your pictures are on their way!