Let me update y'all on our toddler, who is a dynamo, a whirlwind of energy seeking constant entertainment.
Our house is not clean. There is Cooper Stuff everywhere, in every room, on every floor, on every surface, and only on weekend evenings when Val's mom watches him do we get to see the floors.
Until he dumps his mega blocks, toys and books out of buckets and baskets and tears up the alphabet mat on the floor of his nursery, which every weekend I get on all fours and piece back together for one glorious day.
The boy is a hoot. He makes me and Val smile all day long, thinking about how he plays and how he talks now.
Yep, he jibber jabbers all the time, even if we can only make out about 25 words, though mostly "outside," "dog," "choo choo," "bike," "truck," "remote," "fan," (he loves to turn them on and off), "water," "snack," "juice," and "stuck." He calls Val "Mee Mee," me he calls "Da Da," and Val's Mom he calls "Maw Maw."
Whenever someone calls on the phone, he says "Maw Maw," "Da Da" and "Mee Mee" over and over, because that's usually who it is, since Val talks to her Mom every morning at 8, me at 10 and on weekends her Mom is on the phone with Val three times a day.
Cooper is a picky eater, as are all toddlers, from what I've read. All those promises to ourselves about how he'll only eat healthy foods?
"Hahahahaha!!!!" Is what y'all said. And now we see what you mean.
This is the list of what Cooper will eat eagerly:
That's it, that's the list.
Now, when he's really hungry he will eat Cheerios at breakfast, and yogurt and applesauce when we feed it to him.
Before he started solid foods, I said that in no way would he only eat nuggets and hot dogs for the first ten years of his life.
So what does he like most and we give to him freely just so he'll eat something, anything?
Chicken nuggets and fries.
Although he does enjoy rice and beans and grilled chicken when we eat at our favorite Mexican places. When he sits still enough, that is.
Unless we eat with Val's parents, we've given up on going to restaurants. Cooper does not want to sit in a seat and play or eat, and Val is tired of eating alone while I walk around outside to keep him happy.
He will eat veggies if I feed it to him, but he's still getting the hang of feeding himself with a fork and spoon. Nuggets and fries we can put on a plate on the table that my Mom bought for him, and he'll go back to it every ten minutes or so and pick off another bite.
Of course, we also said that our mini Cooper wouldn't watch a lot of TV, but, um, well, yeah, that didn't happen. I noted earlier that one of his words is "remote."
Actually, it's pronounced "'mote," and accompanied by a point at the TV so he can watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, Little Einsteins and Chuggington, and occasionally he'll still watch Sesame Street episodes with Elmo featured.
He'll also watch Nick Jr. if we have it on in the background, which is most of the time since he won't let us watch anything else, including ballgames and even the news for five minutes.
Cooper does play, of course. It was a little cooler for a week, so Val was able to take him out front on the porch to play with his cars and trucks, and in the late afternoons I enjoy taking him out back to the pool.
While inside during the summer heat, we let him roam from room to room. He'll play in the living room, move to the guest room to play with all his old baby toys that are awaiting Penny, his nursery has tons of toys and books, the master bedroom has a fan, hangers and the exercise bike that he likes to ride, and yes, even the bathroom has all kinds of goodies.
At least we've established a pretty regular routine, so that's helpful. He wakes up about 7, naps from 1:30 to 3:30 (although the last hour is usually on me or Val in the living room), and is ready for bed by 8 at night.
And we only have to bribe him to sit on the couch and unwind with a popsicle and milk. Hey, whatever works, am I right?
UPDATE 1:03 p.m. - Can't believe I forgot so much stuff this morning ...
Cooper's favorite thing might just be his feet. He holds them up and yells "FEET!" so we can kiss them or tickle them. This might be our doing, since we've been oohing and aahing over his tootsies since birth.
He likes to "boo" at cows and "ba!" at sheep.
He doesn't say yes, just looks at you with the cutest look and goes "uh-huh!"
When playing on the bed we used to pretend to go to sleep, so now he'll curl up against us and pretend to snore.
In the pool or on the bed, I'll recline with my legs up, and he'll crawl through them or push his cars and trucks through.