Noteworthy Naughtiness

Everyday with Cooper is an adventure.  Just this week in fact he has created some noteworthy naughtiness that I just need to share.  On Tuesday of this week he woke up thirsty.  I was getting ready to go to work and everyone else in the house was still asleep.  He decided to go get a glass of "lemonade" without letting anyone else know.  He comes trotting down the hallway and into our bedroom sloshing a large pitcher of tea all over the place while announcing "I want lemonade in my cup" to anyone that will listen.  I'm now in the market for a frig lock if you see one. 

Yesterday during the day he decided at some point to go play with my alarm clock.  So this morning our entire household, yes that's right entire household, was up, showered, dressed, fed, and ready to go a whole hour early.  We didn't even realize that we were so ahead in our morning routine until Craig looked outside and noticed it was still dark. 

But his latest and greatest happened just a few short minutes ago.  The stomach bug has been going around our house and he was it's most recent victim.  I'm rocking him to sleep like a I do every night and he starts puking.  Not a big deal to many but a huge deal to me.  You see I hate puke, loath it, detest it, will puke myself if it hits me just right.  You know they say when you become a mother you just seem to be able to look past all the gross stuff and help your kids get through it.  That gene must have skipped a generation.  So he starts puking and I start gagging.  He pukes all over me, the floor, his doggy, his blanket, and anything else in his way.  I finally pull myself together to clean up this awful tragedy and he gets the notion to help.  First, he grabs the liquid disinfectant cleaner I was using and runs off with it.  After I finally catch up to him and so gingerly place him in the recliner he still has that itch to help so he grabs my glasses that were lying on the ottoman next to the recliner.  He quietly walks over to my sickened form that is scrubbing the puke off the floor and tosses my glasses over so I can get a better look at the mess I'm cleaning.  Well he misses and my lenses pop out of my frames and land directly in the middle of the puke.  I am not making this up folks, God's honest truth. 

You know life just wouldn't be the same without him.  It's off to bed now, since I lost an hour of sleep last night I'm exhausted tonight.  Thank goodness tomorrow is Friday.