Monkey Business

As I mentioned earlier, it took Coop nearly a year to pop his first tooth. He has since popped  4 more in the last few weeks. One of which is growing diagonal in his cleft. It's much further back than the one beside it, but I guess I always suspected  he wouldn't have the best set of pearly whites. 

Tonight he is having his first teething fever and is handling it with a fighter's attitude.  Let me explain, both Coop and I were lying on the floor, pillows under our heads, and BAM! Coop caught the corner of my eye with the caboose of the wooden train he was holding. Believe it or not, that sucker really hurt! Needless to say, I now have a pretty little shiner on my right eye. 


To Cooper: Thank you son for giving me my first black eye. I will forever cherish the fact you started giggling the second you saw Momma roll over in pain. Oh my sweet caring son, I love you.


Aside from beating up his Momma, Cooper has been monkeying around a lot!

Mr. Independent has discovered that he can look out his window all on his own. If it is quiet in the house, I can always find him peering over the window sill humming and having very serious conversations with himself.

Planning his escape into The Wild Blue Yonder

I get to share my childhood books with my little one. Thank you Mom for saving them.

One of the many obstacles Cooper has set up to get into mischief. (He moved the ottoman and highchair to the table to get to the flowers.)

Coop's Monkey Business:

This is Cooper's Chair. After a long, hard day of playing, The Coop man likes to kick back in his glider and knock back some apple juice while watching an episode of Mickey Mouse. 

It's time I go ice my eye. I don't want to look like Joel's sparring partner tomorrow morning :)