Last time we were in Lyons, Coop and I got to ride on Grandpa's gator, with Prince chasing us all around the pasture.

Coop was sick a few weeks ago -- roseola (annoyingly high fever followed by a benign rash). So we spent the day snuggled up on the bed watching Baby Bach -- a dvd set to Bach's music with animation designed to interest kids.

At the KU Relays:

One of Coop's favorite pasttimes: looking at the cows out the window and saying "moo."

In no particular order

Dancing:

Since Daylight Saving time, it's still light out when Cooper goes to bed, so I needed to find curtains I could pull shut. I picked these cute denim ones:

But check out the top tabs -- little overall straps! How perfect is that for a kid's room?!


This is Parker's dog Coltrane. He likes Cooper. The feeling is mutual.

And finally, a shortened version of a long-ish story. I read several blogs on a regular basis. Most belong to friends of mine from school or work. Some are written by people I have never met, but they're funny and uplifting and entertaining. The writer of one of those blogs, BooMama, went to Uganda recently with Compassion (one of those organizations where you can sponsor kids in other parts of the world). She has some amazing stories about the trip.

If you click on this fancy picture:

you'll end up at BooMama's latest post which explains Compassion's Bite-Back campaign, just in case you have a spare $10 and were looking for a way to celebrate World Malaria Day (Friday the 25th).

Highchair high jinx

Cooper can do the "So big" arm movement. Alan thinks it's hilarious now to make him do that and then quickly point a finger-gun at him and say "Stick 'em up."

I've been wondering lately how long exactly I'll be cutting Cooper's food into small pieces. No need to rush big chunks, I know, but I surely won't still be doing this when he's 12 right?

Anyway, he did pretty good with a piece of toast:

But not so great with a banana:

And finally, this is Cooper making the sign for "more" (usually concerning Cheerios).

Celebrate good times.

Baker University students hosted an Easter egg hunt on campus. I had to fend off big kids running around, but Cooper crawled around and "found" his first Easter egg:

He lost interested after that and I had to move the green egg right next to him so he'd pick it up.

During a quick trip to Mom and Dad's, we visited the baby chicks at the Orscheln store. (Link included so all you non-farm people know what the heck I'm talking about!)

And this past weekend, in a celebration of a different sort, Cooper and I met up with Parker and his parents to go to the KU Jayhawk NCAA National Championship team parade! It was the perfect opportunity to try out Parker's new double jogging stroller.

We decided that the kids kind of looked like little old men that we were wheeling around town.

Balloon

The past week or so

Crawling around in the big open gym

Ready for a walk with Daddy, Parker, and Parker's Daddy.

Sometimes, Cooper does the strangest tricks. And just for a day or two, so we have to take pictures fast. This was a recent one:

Holding his leg up off the ground for a while. I'm not sure precisely why, but it was cute!

Bubbles! (with Parker)

It's a girl!

Foster care agencies try to provide respite care for foster families who need a break from foster care or are going on an extended vacation. We're providing just such respite care this week for a foster family who is traveling (*cough*KU game*cough), and so we're taking care of PrincessC.

She's just over two months old, and has a sweet gummy smile:

Cooper doesn't know what to do with all of the pink stuff:

Sir Cooper Hillary

Climbing Plastic Box Peak:

Mt. St. Sofa:

Mt. McBleachers:

Stair Everest:

A true climber hates to be carried back down the mountain.

Stopping at base camp to rest before summitting:

What we're laughing at tonight

Recently, Cooper has started playing a dangerous game. He'll sit on the floor, get a funny gleam in his eye, and throw himself backward, hoping we'll catch him. When he's not on the rug, I catch him when I can get to him in time. But lately, if he's sitting on the rug, I'll let him fall backward and bonk his head, hopefully as a not-so-subtle suggestion that he should stop doing that.

He seems to have caught on a bit. His game has now morphed into this melodramatic flinging of himself onto his side. Then roll over, sit up, and repeat.

The video is 40 seconds long, so it may take a bit to load. But Alan and I have watched it about 10 times in the last couple of hours. And we laugh every time. (As usual, there's no sound, which is good because you'd mostly hear me laughing.)

Belly Button

Or, as Cooper says, bo-bu.

Playing with Mama

Peek-a-boo!

Hmm... not sure about him.

Snuggling

Our final family photo with Baby J before I took him to meet Great Aunt.

BabyJ's brother, ToddlerJ.

When I met Great Aunt, she said that she had been praying for a playmate for ToddlerJ and that now he had a friend for life. I thought that was sweet.