Any parents of a newborn baby would know how fast time swoops by in between the feeding-peeing-pooping-cleaning and feeding-peeing-pooping-and-cleaning-again kind of cycle. It was just 2 weeks ago when I photographed this little angel. Before the world had much chance to meet His Cuteness (as opposed to His Highness), he's one (month young)!
Last night, I had a dream and Cooper was in it. Here's what he told me in the dream:
"Me a happy baby. I like to check things out and I like to smile, a lot."
"But it sure is boring work. It ain't easy for my daddy to bring home bread everyday... Ahhh...get me out of this!"
"Nothing beats a good sleep after all that work. Dream, sweet dream..."
"They say I'm one month old. Woo hoo... I'm a big baby now. I want you all to know that I am dealing with some 'growing pain'. But don't worry, as I will soon learn, 'no pain, no gain'. I will be OK 'cause I'm Cooper the Trooper."
"You ask where's my mommy? I hid her from you 'cause she's myyyy mommy. Shhhh, don't wake her up. Ever since I came around, she hasn't slept 30 hours in a day."
Jesus, Carol, your baby reads your Facebook posts?