The other day, I set up the swimming pool in the backyard. Cooper of course asked about 10,000 questions while we were swimming. Mostly questions that he knows the answer to "Are we in the pool?" "Are we swimming?" "Am I swimming?" "Is mommy swimming?" I love that kiddo. I try to slow him down as much as I can, and ask for hugs and stuff. Tell him he's a good boy. We're trying to get him potty trained, so that's a hoot. But regardless, I just look at him all the time and I can't believe he's growing up so fast.
Conner too! He's 9 months old as of last Thursday. We had his 9 mo check up at the doc and he's in all the big boy percentiles (75% for height, 50% weight, 95% for head circum). He's so close to crawling, it's scary. Gonna be mobile soon. He pivots onto his hands, gets up kind of on one knee, and then sorta just wilts back to the ground. I'm worried once that kid is able to get around. He's already a terror in the walker. Lord help us when he's able to get around even easier.
We went out to MeMe's the other Sunday while Aimee was throwing an Open House at Missy and Patrick's. It was cool to be able to see her and both my babies together. Con wasn't really having any of it, but Coop is so great with her. She had a stroke back in May and she can't really say what she wants to, when she wants to say it. But she gets the point out, and Coop just stands there asking questions and genuinely being loving with her. That's rad. I'm so lucky to be able to see these generations able to interact. I remember my MawMaw Neal and MawMaw Galloway and talking with them. I'm glad my kiddos will be able to hopefully one day say the same.
Life's great. Thanks be to God.
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