We had a fun 4
th, we went out to breakfast and Cooper yelled
every time he wanted a bite of something (exactly every 2.3 seconds). I think our
restaurant days are nearing an end. Then we went to the zoo where Cooper was more interested in the animals than the last time he was there. He even waved to the tiger, his new trick that he learned while wooing all the women in
Albertsons. Then we came home and hung out in the backyard all day. Cooper had his ball pit, his pool, and he was fixed up. And he would scream if you tried to take him in the house. This past week he has really been good at taking a few steps once in awhile, especially on the grass because if he crawls he has to do a daddy-long leg crawl (he still doesn't like the grass touching him).
Brandon bought a ton of fireworks for Cooper's first 4
th and he proceeded to light them off
periodically throughout the day and Cooper really did enjoy them. It was a good thing too, since those were the only ones we saw. Cooper hates going to bed on weekends so two hours past his bedtime, and several multi-faceted attempts to get him to sleep, we finally both took him to bed and waited him out.
Unfortunately, since he kept us up the night before we conked out with him. I woke up at 11:00 to hear the happy sounds of a
neighborhood a-light with fire power-and I promptly went back to sleep. I woke up this morning wondering what on earth we will do with the pile of fireworks since it is so tacky to light off fireworks on days other than the 4
th of July.
Cooper doing his patriotic pose-and no eating the flag does not count as
desecration.
How happy is this guy??
Quite the clam digger, this one.