Mama Mia

Michelle's out of town this week for a couple days so Cooper and I spent another week in Man Town. We cruised the mall in the early morning hours and for some reason, Cooper stopped in front of a nude, headless mannequin inside the Banana Republic, pointed, and yelled, "MAMA!"

Nit Picking

Cooper's daycare had a lice outbreak today so he's home for the decisive US World Cup match. He's watching Yo Gabba Gabba on the small screen with soccer on the TV. He laughs at me everytime I get excited or upset.

Do Right Man

Late yesterday I decided to start calling Cooper (who is still sick) by the name of Aretha. Why? Because he's become a diva. He's making completely irrational demands...yesterday he repeatedly screamed 'milk' at me while we were driving in the car. I tried to explain to him that we didn't keep a small refridgerator in the car on the off chance that he might want some milk. So we drove around until we found milk. This morning at 5:30 he rolled over and screamed 'TV' at me until I turned one on. When he didn't like the programming options we had to move to the room with the DVR. He hasn't really been eating so this morning when he smacked me and yelled 'oatmeal' I hopped to it. While the water was boiling he kept bringing in pairs of shorts and screaming until I put them on and took them off. When the oatmeal was done I put him in his chair only to discover that he no longer wanted oatmeal, he wanted yogurt. Aretha is now coloring on the hardwood floors.

Ill Will

After a failed morning looking at empty runways at the airport and an ill-advised trip to a birthday party, we napped and watched cartoons. Shortly after resigning myself to the fact that we were going to be house bound all day, Cooper arose from the couch and demanded that I take him to play with the trains. Here he is in the foyer to Hollisters. Minutes after this was taken he jumped down, ran inside, grabbed a shirt, ran back outside and set off the alarm, much to the chagrin of the 20-yr-old date rapist in training who was working in the front of the store.

Sick n Tired

Cooper and I used to have a deal. He only pooped at daycare. He and his mom have also apparently come to an agreement...he only gets sick when she leaves town.

Morning Glory

Yogurt and the Today show while laying in bed? Erroneous. Black coffee and the World Cup on the couch. Cooper's head ... my feet.

Drive Time

Cooper and I drove Michelle to the airport this morning. She's spending Father's Day at Pebble Beach for the US Open. I'm spending it with the Coopster. We had our first driving lesson on the way home. Much like his mom, Coop spends more time fiddling with the buttons than actually watching the road.