Cooper's Song

Cooper is lying next to Max on the floor singing, "My hand's stuck in my butt, my hand's stuck in my butt, hi, ho the derry-o, my hand's stuck in my butt."

And of course, it is true to life. Somehow, don't think this nursery rhyme variation will be duplicated for the ages.

Cower before the awesome power of my pink fuzzy gloves!

You really have to approach the construction of your super hero costume with a critical eye. Cooper discovered a pair of beaded pink long silk gloves at my parents house. No doubt originally purchased as dress-up props for our daughter, Cooper seemed convinced they worked equally well as ninja gear.

Mmmm... I'm not so sure.

Too much blood

Today Cooper accompanied his little brother to the doctor. Max needed to get some standard vaccines for his four month checkup. Cooper saw some of the needles laying out and wondered if those were the same needles the doctor had used during a previous visit to draw blood.

He asked Robin "Why do I have too much blood?"

Evidently he thought the doctors were drawing some blood out of him to get him back to the "right" amount. Kinda like tire pressure I guess.

Career Plans

Last night I asked Cooper what he thought he might want to do for a job when he grew up.

Cooper: "hmmmmm... I think I'd like to control Heaven."

Now I don't want to stifle his aspirations, but from what I read, that plan didn't work out so well for the last guy who tried it.

Ironman at the wheel / Barbie shotgun / Weapons in the trunk

Yesterday, Granna & Papa gave Cooper an Ironman toy. He and Lillian have been playing with it ceaselessly. This morning I came upstairs to discover this...

Cooper graduates from preschool

Faster than fast

Cooper is convinced that he has super speed.

This morning, I was drinking coffee on the couch when he sprinted down the hall into the living room. When he stooped, he asked "Did all you see is rainbows?"

Me: "What?"

Cooper: "Did all you see is a cloud of smoke and rainbows?"

Later, as he continued to sprint around the downstairs, he shouted out "Did you see?! I'm running so fast, taste is falling out of my mouth!" We eventually determined this was drool.