Cooper is Moving

Because the Wakkabee and I share many of our experiences together, we, in a show of solidarity, have decided to share blog space. Don't fret, monkeys! You will still get more than one side of the story. I can't let that princess make me out to be the bad guy...

So visit me at stripedpajamas. Oh and Happy 4th of July!

At the Fox!

Posed with Walker on these amazing thrones at the Fox. Guess which one of us is the queen?

I AM A ROCK STAR!

Some of you have seen this before. But remember, take great care when choosing what instruments you play in the band. It has a measurable impact.

Georgia Aquarium Haikus

I love the aquarium. The fishes make laugh.

I am feeling poetic.

Little fishes swim

Protected from nature's wrath

And from Pets Mart shame.

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Thump thump hears the fish

Each finger tap sounds like doom

I bang on the glass.

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Lil' fish you are small
You shall not become my meal
But your friend tuna...
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Summertime

I love the summer. It makes me laugh. Hahahahahah.

The Coop is loose!

Here is a fine example of my dad's stellar parenting. He let's me wear what I want and let's me cross the road unaided.

Swimming!

Went swimming today with my good friends Owen and Ryan. My folks swam with us as did Mr. Jim and Mrs. Jean. Walker did his "Little Mermaid" impression, where he whines on like a 13 year old girl about how life isn't fair and oh I wish someone would pay attention to me so I wear little seashells on my chest.
Despite Walker's prattling on, the rest of us had a blast. Now I smell of chlorine, sunscreen, and teddy grahams.



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Busted - For Being Normal

Here Waakabee is caught hanging out with me and being a nice guy. He plays himself off as some sort of demi-god, but at 7 am he likes to watch Max & Ruby just like me.

Busted, B.

Hello from Stage Right

Had a blast at the aquarium today. Walker and I checked out the large tank, and I day-dreamed about charter fishing and catching each and every type of fish they had.

We found many interactive displays. This one seemed to show me the menu of fish available. I never did find the check-out counter where my order was to be fulfilled, though.

I got really tired of being in the stroller all day, but I must say I did enjoy being on mommy's shoulders, especially with my gangsta lean.

But seriously, we saw many cool things. My favorite was the touch pool. The water tasted really interesting. Mom and dad were quick to tell me, "no, oh gawd no please don't ingest that starfish-poop tainted water," but I did it anyway. No ill effects that I can see. Except for a new twitch and sensitivity to the color yellow. But that may be nothing. Wait, what's this rash?...

Hoppy easter!

Got some eggs. Saw Waakabee sitting in a corner of the field, crying about something ridiculous. I bet it's because I skooled his ass in the hunt.

Get over it princess. And hoppy easter to all!

wtf?

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-Coop

Musing

"I'm so ronery. Ohhhh so ronery."

JK, I'm just chillin' in the yard, thinking about what to do today. It's a pleasant early spring morning.

Think I'm gonna try some goldfish today. Maybe some apple juice. Then a nap...then play time...

Taking a walkabout

I took a nature walk today at Big Pop & Grandma's house. I'm wearing my footie pj's because I don't yet have my own set of woodland camo.

As I departed, I thought, "Maybe I'll find some pretty flowers and give them to mommy. Or maybe I'll find a good stick and teach that princess Waakabee a lesson."

Turns out neither happened.

First, I wound up playing chase with Waakabee. He's so much faster, it's not really fair, but what I lack in speed I make up for in sweet moves.

Then I spotted an unwatched purse, and tried my hand at theft. Turns out I'm not so good. It doesn't help that I cannot lift more than five pounds.

Next, karma struck as mommy got swallowed by the car. She escaped, once daddy came to help. I promise I'll be good from now on!

Spring is here!

Got my shades, my kick-ass t-shirt, and am heading outside.

Because today is gorgeous. Mommy says we're going to do something fun. I can't wait.

Waakabee will no doubt be a diva and wind up crying/whining about something. What a punk. He wishes he could be a cool as me. It ain't hard kid, just don't be a punk. It's that simple.

I am a rock star.

Look at that diva, Waakabee. So sad. Little lord Fontleroy has been usurped by his micro-bro. What's a'matter, Nancy, you aren't getting the attention you crave? People seem to have found another awesome Dyson to enjoy?

Look at my adoring fans. They LOVE me, B. You suck.

Dinner time!

Eating healthy starts early in our household. You'll note the nutritious dinner prepared for me:

1. Flour tortilla
2. Shredded Cheese
3. Taco meat
4. Chocolate chips

Yum! I can feel myself getting bigger, stronger, more diabetic by the minute. Thanks, dad!

Walking like a Champ

These days it's hard to catch a hold of the Coop. That's because I'm cruising around town on my OWN TWO LEGS. That's right. I'm walking. And I'm getting better everyday. My next step (no pun intended) is to learn to run, so I can chase down that whiny baby Waakabee. Until now, he's been able to strike and retreat, to taunt and flee with impunity. Soon that will all change.

After running I will learn to give a good JCVD roundhouse. That'll keep someone I know from eating my goldfish snacks without asking.

Later!

My Best Friend!

My mommy is my best friend. No doubt about it.

I love you mommy!