Coop and His "I'm Glad there isn't a Barton toll" day

Transitioning!... I know what you must be thinking.  "Great. Here we go with another one of those home birth bathtub stories." Actually....  I am probably the only one thinking that because I live in a house with one very passionate Labor and Delivery nurse.  But, for the sake of this story, "Transitioning" has nothing to do with the laboring woman, and everything to do with the circle of life.  No. Sorry. No stampeding wildebeest here either.  Just reflection on the fact that Auntie Doe (who also happens to be my youngest sister) is moving away from home, and "transitioning" to the next big chapter in the story she so cleverly calls "Quin's Life".  It will  be a big change, but one she will surely embrace.

I can almost hear him now. Augustus Gloop, clammoring through a mouth full of food. "Bu whad us Quin's jurney hav tadu with Count Coopula's blog?" Patience my dear boy. As it turns out, and as the astute one's already know, Quin is going to Azusa, which is just down the road from us.  Since they gang made the trek to help her get moved in, we had the pleasure of enjoying their company for a night.  Today. Since Nat had the masses at her disposal she decided to go spend a few hours at work.  After going to church for a couple hours this morning I joined the brigade in hunkering down and keeping the kids happy while Nat was gone.  Coop really seemed to enjoy hanging out with the crowd.  Always someone to talk to him, coo at him, hold him, hug him, kiss him, and give him tons of attention.   We have, however, developed a routine that keeps the gears turning.  The hungry hippo gets a ticket on the nanna express (he really enjoys car rides these days) and visits mom to nurse.  My right kidney thanks the city of Loma Linda for not having a toll on Barton road.  We never could have pulled this off with Kylie (she would have attached and even the jaws of life would not pry her off), but Coop just needs a top off, and he's ready to play again.  If only life were always so simple.

The rest of the afternoon baby C just smiled, stared at his animals on the playmat, and cruised with whoever would hold him.  He is such an easy going little guy.  He has been making strides toward rolling over, so if we lose him one of these days don't panic.  He probably just rolled under a couch cushion.

Now the tribe has moved on to San Diego so tonight the kids had a fun bath, a quiet dinner, and now are both curled up in their beds.  Another day in the books.

More to come soon,

Craig

Parenting is all about the lessons we teach.  This lesson. "If we pretend we're sleeping, mom can't give us any chores." That's gotta be on the top ten lessons to learn list.

 Kylie's favorite game. "Chubba little Coopie". I'd say he's a fan.

 A parent's dream.  Two kids entertaining themselves for a least five minutes in a 24 hour day