Change of Plan

I was going to try and post a funny picture of Cooper from last night. He was particularly hyper when it was time to get ready for bed and was running around in a birthday hat he recovered from his trash from a birthday party he attended last Saturday. I made the mistake of throwing it out in his bathroom trash can where he could easily see it and recover the item. Also, he was in his birthday suit running around like a monkey with the hat on his head. Ben and I were cracking up. Rather than post that picture (I am sure the mental one will be enough), I will post this one from a somewhat calmer moment in the evening- the stroller (Baby Trend Snap N Go) I ordered for the new baby arrived and Cooper was helping me* put it together and test it out with his old infant car seat that has been transformed by a new Itsy Ritzy cover. He rolled it all around the house but kept crashing into corners, walls, me, Bailey, etc. He's going to need some practice before his baby sister gets a ride with him behind the wheel. Being in the third trimester and taking into consideration all of Cooper's craziness I guess it's no wonder I feel so tired all the time lately.

*By helping I should clarify what this means to a 3.75 year old -- it meant taking all the parts and scattering them around the house while simultaneously taking all the wheels and sending them rolling all over the floor and then trying to engage me in a game of hide and seek- not for the parts, for him.