This incident is evidence that he will likely not survive past his toddler years. It was the saddest thing, we were at a hotel, and had put him down for the night. My niece was watching him because we were headed to the temple for Janeen's endowment. Apparently, she had checked on him multiple times through the night, but the last time she checked on him, she walked in and saw blood all over coop and his pack n play. What was Coop doing? Just sitting amidst the glass as if nothing had happened. No tears, just sitting. We don't know exactly what happened but we assume he broke a glass that was on a nearby counter, and then pieces fell into his crib, which he then crawled over and cut his knee on. Needless to say, it is a pretty wicked scar. Jason gave him stitches.
This is of no particular importance. I just thought I would show what meal time looks like. Three times a day, this is what I am up against. He is a bottomless pit, which I love. I don't however love the mess.
....The time he got into my paint while I was painting my cabinets......
.....The time he raided my pantry...........
.........The time he painted bright pink nail polish all over everything. And I mean everything. I'm still recovering from this one.......
How can I get mad at this face? And I really can't complain. He is actually a really easy kid in some regards. He easily entertains himself (with nail polish). And rarely cries (even when his knee has been sliced open).











2 comments:
Sarah, I love it and especially that you still have a smile on your face. We love and miss you Coop!
And to think another little boy is on the way. You may have to buy Cooper some sort of baby fence so that you can feed boy #2 without having to spend the rest of your day cleaning up after the Cooper Poopers. Love you!!!
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