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To start off the year in the best kind of way, my girl Kirsten came by to play. (I had no intention of making that rhyme but, hey, it works)After what seemed like hours of listening to Mom ooh and ahhh over Kirsten's fancy buns covers with the ruffles and bright colors and hearing repeatedly: "ohmygoodnessifrigginloveheroutfit!" We finally kick-started our playtime when I began to covet a sticker

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SOON I will post a real blog again. But as I'm sure most of you can relate, the Holidays were quite hectic. Between corralling the horses, cows, pigs, goats, and the myriad other animals I've been left in charge of and learning to throw some serious toddler tantrums, life has not afforded me much time for blogging. There is so much that you need to be caught up on, including my most exciting day

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The past month was soo much fun!*It started with Kirsten's Bday where we played house together on her new fake house toy. Maybe in 25 years or so we'll be playing in our real house together?They also had a neat backyard, but I couldn't find their dog though I called out "dog," repeatedly and tried to search for him in the hopes that he would come out of hiding, but he never showed. They also had

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I have two of the best Grandpa's in the world and their birthdays are one day apart. That must be why they're both so cool. We drove down nearby our state capitol this weekend to surprise this Grandpa:It was so much fun and he was so surprised, I was so glad to get to be there!We'll take this Grandpa to lunch to celebrate his birthday this weekend, I can't wait! I wish I could write more about

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Once upon a time, a VERY long time ago, I used to be much less inquisitive than I currently am. In fact, I couldn't have been less concerned with the world around me. As long as my Mommy (or 2nd Mommy) or Daddy were nearby and I had a fully belly, all was well with the world.Now, the world is my oyster....whatever that means...it doesn't really make sense but it sounds fitting. I guess I'm

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Mommy bought my soon to be one year old possible future wife, Kirsten, a neat magnetized farm animal contraption thing. As it turns out, she already has one of these so I got to keep it! Thanks Kirsten.Kirsten's Mom told my Mom that Kirsten likes to jam out to Farmer Tad's rocking banjo tunes rather than using it for its intended purpose of matching farm animal parts to one another and learning

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My parents are learning so many new things in this parenting process. I'm going through another life change into full-blown toddlerhood and its taking some getting used to for them. Here are a few tips I've taught them the hard way:1. We toddlers love to help with all of your chores, dishes especially, and will always grab for the sharpest knife first. They're so shiny and pointy! 2. If given

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This Sunday was the first Cowboys game of the season. In my efforts to prepare for my future football career, I asked if I could start wearing a helmet around the house. Mommy has been a helmet advocate ever since I was born but Dad just refuses to let me have one. So I decided to be constructive and created my own facemask...this thing is funner than any of my toys!Here I am doing my best Tony

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If you've been one of the unfortunate recipients of one of my Mother's invite refusals due to "Cooper being sick AGAIN, I swear!" Rest assured, she is not suffering from munchausen by proxy. Its been a rough two months for us all. It started with an awful cold with fever that caused me to miss the entire second week of my new school. Followed by a nasty bout of pink eye, a few other colds,

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In recent weeks, I've found myself standing perilously in mid-air with no prop of any sort holding me up. While it feels okay and strangely natural, each time, I immediately squat back down to crawling position to ensure my safety.I've also noticed both parents staring at me alot more lately when I'm cruising around the house on whatever crutch is available. Not that its terribly abnormal, but

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My first birthday was apparently reason for celebration. People just began coming over one day and I seemed to be the focus of their attention. Nolan came and tried to steal my new bike. I showed him and pulled it from his hands thus knocking his tiny self to the ground. I bet he won't be messing with any of my future rides. Elmo and his girlfriend came too...aren't they a cute couple? A perfect

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Remember last year when I was only a month old and I wore this hat for your birthday? Well, since it did not quite fit last year, Mom had the novel idea to see if it was a better fit this year..... I'm thinking ....not so much. I'm not really down with the cheesy birthday attire. I gave Mom a taste of her own medicine and told her that if she wanted to wish my awesome Aunt Nessa Happy

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Just like everyone else, babies get busy too. Life has just been hectic lately. What, with all of the kitchen utensils, stools, and puppy dog tails I have to inspect there's just not much time left for updating my blog. Life is good, though. Being a one year-old comes with its perks. These adults realize we're not so fragile anymore and the tickling and chasing and romping around is 10 times more

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The results of my haircut poll were pretty clearcut...The consensus was that I should just get a little trim.As it turns out, the poll didn't really matter anyways since Daddy got a wild hair (pun intended) and took me to get my haircut without telling Mom. This was a big no-no apparently because it led to Mom crying. Note to new fathers: This may not be the best decision, new mothers consider

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If you've been keeping up with my blog, you're aware that I was due to take a plain trip (see previous post ). As it turns out, this trip was anything but plain. It started out with a ride in a gargantuan vehicle that was able to drive in the sky! Here I am before we left, staring out at the one which we rode in first.The family made a big ordeal of the ride and kept staring at me when we were

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I certainly don't mean to be presumptious and don't want anyone feel obligated to buy me a gift-but several people have asked my Mommy what I might want for my first birthday-and a few have requested I blog about it! So, I want to be helpful and give you some ideas so you're not wandering around aimlessly searching for something I might like. Chances are I'd like anything, including the

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Its my first birthday, hard to believe I was brand new at this time last year!Mommy's all emotional about how fast I've grown and how big I've gotten, but I've got lots more growing to do to catch up with all of these big kids. Thank you, 2nd Mommy, for posting this sweet blog about me. I look like a real big boy in these pictures. Can you believe how much I've transformed from this squished up

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I am pretty well-endowed in the hair department, which is causing a battle in our household. Mom and Dad have at least one argument a day over what to do with my hair.I won't tell you who wants to do what, so as not to sway your decision, but will provide some photographic evidence for the case at hand.This is what I look like when the brush is lost or we are in a hurry, or just don't care:And

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My Daddy...Loved me from the day I was born...Doesn't mind if I stare at him or give him funny looks...Lets me play with his face...Is my best bud... Thinks its cute when I try to eat his head...Acts my age...We're both big boys. Is starting to teach me how to be a stud like him and his friends...Is a great teacher...(although he told me the rhino in the center of this picture was a dog)Best of

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I must apologize for my lack of blogging and give you a more concise version of whats been going on with me in the past month of May.It was an eventful month, to say the least. The very first weekend my old crony, Samuel, came to visit and introduce me to the miniature version of himself, Levi, who was only 2 months old at the time. He's a super cute kid, thats for sure, but nowhere near as

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On a recent evening walk w/Mom, Michelle, and my buddy Bree-whom I see everyday, I felt a strange new sensation. It was an intense, tugging at my heart.............. Oh, that was just Bree checking out my shirt.(It's new...from the Walmart organic line...the ladies are big on organic I guess. Actually, it was my pajama top-Dad didn't want to dirty up another shirt. Either way, she liked it.)

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I keep hearing that I'll be going on "my first plain ride to see my Great-Grandparents and Mitch-again."I can't tell you how confusing this is to me. First of all, I've been on a lot of plain rides. In fact, I find that most of them are pretty plain and uneventful, so how will this be my first? (see attached photo of recent plain ride where I was forced to find my own entertainment)Secondly, if

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Happy Birthday from CoopHappy Birthday from CoopHappy Birthday dear G'ma and Aunt WHappy Birthday from CoopI love you guys and am so happy you were born so I can have the best Grandma and Aunt in the world.

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I've been trained to throw the ball to Shiner instead of eating it myself, now I just have to convince him that he wants to play with me.

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Listen up, and listen good....I've got a lesson for you all. This weekend I gained immense amounts of knowledge regarding equality, compassion, and human and animal rights. My parents, in their altruistic nature, have resolved to teach me how to be more accepting of people or animals that I may encounter who may be different from myself or those who I am used to.I've been raised around an

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Imagine a peaceful, serene Sunday afternoon with a full belly after a big meal of Turkey, vegetables, and Barley (oh yum) and as many Cheerios as I could shove in my mouth. I'm snoozing in my Mom's arms, dreaming of turning stereo knobs, frolicking in the meadow with my Aunt Nessa, and splashing unabashedly in the dog's water bowl, when I hear a fuzzy conversation and my Mom saying to

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To the lady at Target who gave my Mommy a dirty look when I was telling her what I thought of the nailpolish color she was about to buy...you are mean! And same goes to you, family at Applebee's, who looked annoyed by my one-sided discussion of current events with my mom and dad over dinner. I am discovering a new side of myself. A freer, more chatty baby lives inside of me and wants to get out.

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Excuse me? I resemble that remark!!!This is what my cousin Josh said when Mommy sent Aunt Wonderful (this is what my Mom's sister requires that I call her-not quite sure what wonder means yet, but she's definitely full of something) a video of me crawling. Now, I realize that my diaper may make my derriere look a little voluptuous, but I was so obviously not dancing in that video....I was

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My favorite, most talented photographer in the world has posted a contest on her blog. My picture is Picture 5, Please vote for me and have your friends vote for me! Maybe you'll be the one I give the extra session to. http://shantellwyatt.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-first-contest.htmlP.S. I've recently learned how to give hugs and kisses and vow to give you both if you'll vote for me. Love,Cooper (

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Today was my big "9 month check-up", it was pretty much the same old thing. Mom and Dad strip me down naked, they set me on a scale, there's a big commotion about something and ounces....blah, blah, blah. You know the drill.The differences this time were:1) I was able to converse with the nurse and doctor. They were especially riveted by my new Native American chanting.2) I only required one "

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I've learned in my long 9 months of life that life and the world is constantly changing. While this subject is one I ruminate over often, I have decided not to bore you with my many thoughts on our existence here on earth and just advise you how my week has been.The following is my list of things that have changed since Saturday:1. After attending church for the first time this Easter, I've

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I've been trying to expand my vocabulary the past few weeks. I figure it will help me to be more literate once Mom and Dad start trying to push these so-called "books," on me. The last few days I've been saying "degas, degas!" (pronounced "deh-gah") in succession at least twice, sometimes more. I say it at random times just to throw Mom off and keep myself entertained since I get bored easily

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Note: This is not my first, but this one hurts the worst so far! Baby Orajel take me away!

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Sorry guys, I am way behind on my blogging. As I've mentioned before, I'm a very busy baby...but I couldn't let this one go. Two of Mommy and Daddy's best friends, Tara and Brody, had a a baby on February 27th (yes, he's already almost a month old). He's so cute and teeny tiny and everyone keeps saying that we'll be best friends.I tried to smell his head to make sure he was real-he didn't do much

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So Mom decided to let the reigns loose a little and let me start my own blog. Its about time! I mean seriously, I'm almost 9 months old already-I know other babies who have had their own blogs since they were born! I'm serious. I'm not sure why she's been trying to oppress my creative side, but I've finally broken free! Since I am so busy lately, you'll have to excuse me for being so behind on

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