Sung to the tune of Spiderman (or Spiderpig).

Cooperman…Cooperman…Does whatever the Cooperman does.
Can he talk, no he can’t, it’s because he’s only 11 weeks old.
Look out! Here comes the Cooperman.

I can’t believe how big you are and how much I love you. I took you shopping last week to Restaurant Depot. It’s not a very good place to take a little baby, but you were so good. Strangers really gravitate toward you. The girl behind the counter asked me your name, and I told her. Only, she thought I said “goober”. We all got a laugh.

Anyway, you are getting HUGE. And finally sleeping through the night (well, almost). I thank God on this one because as of today, I am back to work full time. With everything going on in our lives, I need to sleep a little bit. Between the rentals, restaurant, my teaching job, and you…I am sure busy. But it’s all worth it. By the way, I will be retired so we can hang out. Just what every kid will want in high school…to hang out with Dad.

I don’t have too much to talk about today, but just wanted to let you know Coop, that when I look at you, I am overwhelmed with love.

I love these pics…

Don’t forget to smile…today could be your last.