Let is snow, let it snow, let it snow....

We have gotten hit with two snow storms over the past few weeks. Below are a few pics of Cooper's fun in the snow. Jon tried to teach him how to pee in the snow which was a little awkward...Cooper enjoyed eating the snow instead (not the yellow snow).

New Year's at the Powder Palace

We always head up to Kelley & Pete's place after we spend a few days with my parents. Last year it was amazing because I was in Utah for 3 weeks and Cooper and I had fun going back & forth between Park City & grandma & grandpa's house. This year sadly we only had three days but we made the most of it.

Evan is three now!! This is Evan showing Cooper the "big boy" ropes..



This after they both peed...Coop on the bath rug and then Evan standing up in the tub. I'm pretty sure their fathers were doing the same thing in the back yard (or sink) at the very same moment.



"come on baby Cooper, just trust me"



This is NYE up at the Canyons before the fireworks, before all the kids were in bed by eight and the parents by ten...what has happened to us!!



It's currently 15 degrees....yikes!!!!!! Happy New Year!!!!!

Christmas with the Fogts

Every Christmas day we fly out to Utah; it's a long journey with a kid!! We basically fed him the ENTIRE time (and gave him benadryl of course)! It's always so fun to hang out with my family over the holidays...so much action going on. This year was a little scarce....I missed Mikey, Jill & Jonathan and Matt & crew. It's nearly impossible to get us all together at one time these days!

We figured since Chris can push a bobsled....why not Cooper?!? I don't think their two man team will qualify for the Olympics but Coop enjoyed it!

Jon tried to beat their time but no such luck...

Jill & I got my dad a "sauna suit" for Christmas as a joke...a joke. Bill actually wouldn't take it off, this pic was taken after he did snow angels in the front yard. My mom is such a great sport...

Coop loves his auntie Andrea...

Grandpa got Cooper a little puppy for Christmas that barks, wags it's tail and
sticks it's tongue out. Cooper kept barking back at it...

Christmas with the Shows

Christmas at the Show house is always entertaining. We spend every Christmas Eve at Jon's parents house and kick off the night at our annual Japanese steak house. Afterwards, we come back to the house and open presents and fight over lottery tickets. Below are a few pics from the evening

Twas the night before Christmas.....

Cooper and Papa, just before bedtime.

This is the superfly leather chair Grandma & Grandpa Show got Coop...it's amazing & he loves it.

This is at the Japanese steak house...Cooper was thoroughly amused.

Christmas is not complete without dancing/light-up hats....

Make Like A Tree

This year's trip to get the xmas tree was a little more or less eventful, depending upon how you want to look at it. Last year he slept through it. This year he was awake but we forgot to charge the camera, which is why the following photos look like stills taken with the same camera that shot the Kennedy assassination. Michelle was particularly excited to get the tree. I could tell because she was using her falsetto signing voice on the way home to sing along with the xmas song radio station.


This was one of the few usable shots. Turns out his jacket has a reflective logo, which pretty much makes every shot look like he's on fire. I think he's staring at the chainsaw. Who says we aren't safe parents?


Here's Michelle, Cooper and a tree. I should point out that we didn't buy this particular tree. Shortly before this Michelle tried to pose for three other pictures while Cooper played with a stick. She eventually grabbed the stick and tossed it over her shoulder, nearly impaling a young girl.



I got Cooper some ornaments. One's a train and the other was a rocket ship. He tried to eat both of them.


Cooper trying to put his ornaments on the tree.


To be honest, neither of us like having our picture taken, which makes it amazing this blog has lasted as long as it has.

Gobble

Cooper's second Turkey Day came and went with a few highs and few lows (depending upon whether or not you were the one who got peed on. More on that later). Michelle and I run the Turkey Trot race in Charlotte every year and this year the Coopster joined us.

Here we are about 30 minutes before the race. Michelle isn't in the picture because she went to CVS to empty the bladder before the start. One shouldn't run on a full bladder, as I learned about halfway into the race (more on that later). Cooper's smirking here because he's bundled up and about to be pushed 8 kilometers, and he knows I'm freezing and running.


This is obviously pre-race. You can tell the difference because we're still smiling. The people behind us complained about 20 yards into the race because you're technically not supposed to push baby strollers. They blew by us and we passed them at the second mile marker.


If you squint and look very closely, you'll see the parking garage in the background that served as my public toilet. You'll also notice that Cooper is napping, just to rub it in.


I ran ahead the last quarter mile to catch a shot of Michelle and Cooper crossing the finish line. Unfortunately I can't figure out how to zoom in iPhoto, or you could see the look of determination on Michelle's face.


We headed up to Burke and Melinda's for Turkey Day (Or as I like to call it, Male Chauvinism Thursday). Cooper decided not to take a nap all day. I caught this shot on the back porch.


Pre-feast. Michelle taught Cooper the sign for "more," which is banging your fists together. He hadn't even eaten yet, so my assumption is that he has no idea what he's doing.


Grandma, Cooper and his first taste of Thanksgiving goodness.


Is there something on my face? I think there's something on my face.



Brrrrrrrp


We stripped Cooper down after dinner and made sure that we didn't pick him up because he's notorius for peeing or pooping on things immediately after dinner. Grandma found out the hard way when Cooper emptied his bladder on her shirt. You'll notice the immense look of satisfaction on his face. Thanks for dinner Grandma!

Raking It In

A couple more pictures from my phone of Cooper "allegedly" helping me rake the yard. FYI: What it actually entailed was Michelle, Cooper and Grandma sitting on the porch watching me rake and bag.


Sometimes I like to ad-lib Cooper's thoughts. Here he's saying: "Really dummy? How would you like it if a bald giant dropped you in a pile of dirty leaves? Come here and clean my diaper."

More good news on the future costs associated with raising a child. I played golf yesterday and on my way to the course I drove by Cooper's 16th birthday present. My favorite part of about this picture is the step ladder in the background, which I assume they have to use to get into the car. Who said station wagons weren't dope?