April 14, 2012
Dear Cooper,
Happy Birthday! Like your brothers, I plan on
writing you a letter every year on your birthday so that someday when you turn
18 you can read them. This is letter #1. Your mother plans on doing the same
thing, but by now you know how much she likes to procrastinate. Don’t tell her
I said that.
A year ago you came into our world on a brisk
Thursday. You came a little later than what we expected, so maybe you have a
little bit of your mommy’s procrastination. I was hoping you’d come out earlier
on my birthday so we could celebrate together, but it’s good that you have your
own day to yourself.
You came a little slower than we expected as
well. Your brothers both popped out as soon as Mom got to the hospital… but you
were a little stubborn. The doctors gave her
some medicine to speed up the process and about 4 hours later (around noon) you
finally came out to play. You were crying like a baby, literally. Sorry I
didn’t cut your umbilical cord… the only thing I could think of was “this is
going to hurt.” And you were crying like a baby.
Your brothers were super excited to see you.
Mason went from little brother to big brother and was really pumped. I say big
brother, but my guess is you’ll catch up to him by 6th grade since
he’s a little guy right now and you might be the tall one in the family. We
keep telling him to be nice to you because someday you’ll be able to beat him
up.
This year has flown by. You’ve grown so big and
I can’t wait to see how you progress these next few years. I can definitely
tell that you catch on to things quickly and are a very observant baby boy. It
helps to have two older brothers. I hope you learn the good stuff from them the
most cause they can be pretty naughty. One thing you always do is pull the
power cord out of my laptop no matter how many times I say no. You also put everything
in your mouth. If someday you finally poop out a Lego Star Wars guy and wonder
where it came from, now you know.
I can tell you’re going to be athletic. You understood
how to hit a ball with a bat at about 8 months. You learned to crawl instead of
army crawling like your brothers. You started walking/stumbling around 11
months, but are now taking to walking pretty consistently. You haven’t really
said your first word yet, but you do like to babble like you know what you’re
talking about.
Your grandma and grandpa love you like crazy
and you love them right back. But of course you love Mom the most. In fact, you
give her big hugs and love cuddling with her just like your brothers still do.
We don’t plan on having any more kids so you’re most likely the youngest… and
Mom is going to spoil you rotten.
Out of the three, you look the most like me… so
heads up on being the most popular, most athletic, coolest kid in town. Just
learn to be as modest as I am. J Another
thing is that we’re both the youngest children. I know how you feel and I may side with
you a lot of times down the road. But don’t take advantage of being the
youngest as an excuse to get what you want. By default, you’ll always be the
baby just like how grandma still considers me. Your older brothers may do
things to toughen you up because that’s what older brothers do. I hope you
learn from them, but follow your own path.
You love to smile and laugh like your brothers.
I hope that never goes away. Life will challenge you and continue to challenge
you so don’t ever forget how to appreciate what you do have. You are a
fun-loving kid and I know you’ll find the best in people. If you ever need to
talk to me, I hope you realize that I’m not just your Dad, but your
friend.
Love,
DadP.S. Yes... Coop/Cooper rhymes with poop/pooper. I really don't think you'll get picked on because of your name as you get older. You're way too cool to let it bother you anyway. As for how we got your name, mommy and I both liked the name and it stuck. I am pretty sure it fits you and will continue to as you grow older. Hey, you're Cooperman!
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