So when Cooper was a week old, my mom came to visit... for a week... and then as we were leaving to take her to the airport to fly home, I realized we hadn't taken a single picture. So here's what we managed:
Cooper had his first bath at home, the bad part about being the second kid and having an older sister is that a lot of your stuff is going to be pink, because Lord knows we won't be buying new stuff when the stuff we have still works. Sorry bud, it's going to be that way for a long time.
He met his great-grandma and great-grandpa, Ma and Pa as we call them. They think he's pretty awesome.
He finally met his Aunt Catherine... she was late in arriving, but he wasn't. She had been studying for a semester in Florence, Italy and finally made it home to see him in the middle of May.
McKenna was pretty pumped that Aunt Catherine came home too... as were we since she is our primary babysitter :-). Date night here we come!
Cooper is a mellow guy, not a whole lot of tears or screaming. In fact, he gives us three warning coughs before he's going to wind it up, and usually I can give him what he wants before he gets going. He's courteous that way.
...And yes, he still does a lot of this. He's been sleeping through the night for 4 weeks already (except for last night of course, I think he didn't want me to get too used to all the sleep)