Rite of Passage

While Cooper is nearly 5 months old, it appears that I may have had my true rite of passage into motherhood the other day. I needed to go to the mall, and when I say "need", I mean it was really necessary in order for me to continue to walk. On my way to the mall, not only did I realize that I had not successfully removed all of the crusted baby oatmeal from my shoulder but I had gobs of sticky oatmeal throughout my hair. How did it get in my hair? That will most likely remain a mystery.

We all know that there will be a day when Cooper will find this picture and cringe. Yes, here it is, the most adorable kind of baby picture, and actually it's not just one, it's 3...the naked baby.....(we're sorry Coopy, you are just too cute)