Spinning

So for a few weeks now Josh has been spinning when we sing (especially popcorn popping and give said the little stream) or if music is on. However, catching it on film has been nigh unto impossible. But at last, I did it, and as you can see at the end he caught me. :)

PHOTOS!

So these first few are from Saturday when we went on a picnic with our friends Emily and Logan and their little boy Tommy. The boys are almost the same age and it was so weird because they are such little boys now! They were playing with sticks, and kicking balls, and trying to kill goldfish, pretty much what little boys do. It was so cute and so much fun!

Then this is Josh wearing Tyson's coat. He looks like he is dressed in a space suit, and it looks so much like pictures of Tyson when he was that age, it is weird.

This is from Valentine's Day when we watched our neighbor's kids. It was really fun and this is the only photo I have of all 3 of them that isn't too blurry. Of course, Josh is showing his bottom, but what can you do?

It snowed! And it was lovely!

This is Josh trying to get yo-gos out of his yo-go dispenser. I attatched it to his belt loop and he was so frustrated he couldn't get it off. He would do almost anything for a yo-go. Crazy kid.

The Latest on Josh

This really isn't going to be long. I was going to download some pictures but Josh woke up, so I only have a few minutes. Well, he may have fallen back asleep...who knows.

So my little dude man is learning way too much, way too fast. He runs, everywhere, it is kind of like a little jog, but he can get pretty fast when he is in trouble. :) He can reach the countertops, doorknobs, basically all things I wish he couldn't. He just learned to spin in circles, which he does non-stop unless I turn the camera on and then he stops. He folds his arms when we say prayer, he signs "more" for everything. Let's see, more means: please, more, food, pick me up, daddy play with me, i think i'm bored. Pretty much hilarious.

Anyways though, he really is awake, so I must go. He is NOT happy. :)

Happy Belated Birthdays!

Okay, so I have always been pretty convinced that I have a split personality. Half of my life I am really clean, organized, funny, social, and the other half I am lazy, slobish, clutzy, anit-social, and completely forgetful. Lately I have been the latter, especially the forgetful and slobish part. Well, and the clutzy too, but it has only hightened since I got pregnant. When I was pregnant with Josh, I tripped ALL the time. When I was 7 months along I fell down an entire flight of stairs at work completely embarresing myself and bruising every part of my body. Luckily Josh was pretty padded. That was only once, stuff like that happened the whole 9 months. Now I am back at it again. Like just now, I was talking to Kenni on the phone and I dropped the phone, so in trying to pick the phone up and put it to my ear, I somehow shoved it into my eye. It was hilarious, and I felt pretty dumb.

But alas, I digress, what I wanted to write is that I have been forgetful and haven't wished a great many people happy birthday on my blog, these people especially:

-My Mama

-Kristen

-Katie

MY MAMA

Her birthday was the 21st of February. She is gorgeous and funny and everything wonderful. I wish more and more lately that we lived not so far apart. 3,000 miles makes it hard for me to follow her around the house while she cleans like I used to do. Luckily, I know for sure she is coming out in October, so that makes me happy. One of my favorite things about her is that she is the greatest nuturer I have ever known. She knows just how to comfort, correct, and love. She used to stroke my head whenever I was sad, tired, or sick. I miss that so much sometimes, so I told Tyson about it so he strokes my head now which makes me so happy. Moms are just the greatest, the Lord really made miracles when He made mothers.

KRISTEN

Her birthday was the 25th of February. I first met her when I moved to Provo at the age of 6. We hated each other. :) Until our freshman year of high school when we were both in the same English class and got together to help each other with an essay we had to write. We didn't do much homework, but we talked about boys and made fun of people's laughs until we started laughing like them. It was so much fun. Those next four years were some of the best of my life. We met and started hanging out with Heather, and then Kirsten and Marissa and Kip. We had our ups and downs, but it was a lot of fun. I will never forget how forgiving Kristen always was to me. I was not the best friend, but she kept on loving me and taught me to be a better person. I was so excited when she told me she was getting married and then when I met Nate, I was so happy that she found someone so perfect for her.

KATIE

Katie's birthday was yesterday, she is Tyson's little sister. The first time I heard about her was my first Valentine's Day with Tyson. We were snuggling at my house after our freezing picnic, watching some old movie that neither of us remember (not because we were kissing, we were talking). I was losing my voice for some reason, and so I would ask Tyson a question and he would answer it. So I asked him to tell me about his family. He told me about Katie first. I don't remember much of what he told me except that she was so funny, that she and I were the only people in the world that could make him laugh when he was trying to be serious. That she sang like an angel. I called Katie that March 5 to wish her a happy birthday. I don't know if she had any idea who I was, because I wasn't with Tyson, I was at home with my family in California for spring break, but she laughed and was very nice to me. Ever since then, she laughs at me but it still nice. She sang at our wedding reception, and she does sing like an angel. I hope you had a great birthday Katie!

If there are any I have forgotten, I am so sorry! Have a very merry un-birthday everyone!

Baby Names

If it is a girl we are thinking Isilee. We like Claire, Constance and Sarah for a middle name. I mean, I know we don't even know if it is a girl yet, or what it even looks like. But I love the name Isilee Sarah, I'm not sure why, I think because it sounds like a little princess, but a good, sweet, little princess.

If it is a boy...I don't know. Tyson and I are really big 'Boy Meets World' fans, so maybe Cory Matthew, what do you think? Hehe, just kidding, well, kind of. I am really bad with boy names, I can't ever think of any. My brother Yance made me promise not to use Thor, Bron, Gideon and Gidgiddonah (I don't think that is a problem for me) and Kenni and Chris have dibs on Darwin, so just so you know, those are crossed out on our list. :) Any ideas? Don't worry, you have seven months. Haha.

In Search for Easter Puffs

Okay, so last year at about this time, I was in Washington for Kenni and Chris's wedding. I stayed with the in-laws for a few days and in their freezer, what did they have? Easter puffs. I tried one and since then I have been hooked. Only problem is, they only have them during Easter time. So I have been dying for them to come out on the shelves of stores. I am not even a huge Little Debbie fan, but these, wow, are amazing if frozen. So Tyson drove me all around town yesterday and we searched every store and alas, although they are in Washington already, they are not here. I think I shall put on mourning. Haha, just kidding, but seriously, I want some...and soon. :)

P.S.- Mom Cooper, we did buy Josh Yogos, never fear.

My Valentine

So Valentine's Day was kind of crazy, but really fun. Tyson and I went up to the temple while Chris and Kenni were so nice to watch our little munchkin. Since the drive is 3 hours up to the temple and 3 hours back, Tyson and I always get a lot of conversation in and I love getting to know him better. I think it is so funny that there is so much I still don't know about him. We usually end up talking about memories with our families, or our past significant others, or talking about our future together. We always dream we will live in this huge gorgeous mansion on a big farm out in the country somewhere. Tyson pictures the mansion a lot bigger than I picture it, I'm pretty sure. Especially since the first thing I think of is cleaning it. :) But Tyson is always so sure that we will be filthy rich someday. I still have mixed feelings about whether I want to be or not, but I know that if Tyson wants it, he does whatever he needs to do to get it. Like me for example. Let's talk about that story, it is my favorite.

We met on January 6, 2006. My friend, Ryan, told me and a few of my friends that he had just gotten a new roommate and we could come over and meet him if we wanted to. We went over to check him out, not for ourselves, but we wanted to see if he would go well with one of our other friends. So I met Tyson and turns out he already had two girlfriends, one in Utah and one here. But he was nice and funny and I found out he was from the same place that KJ, my brother, served his mission. But I didn't think much about him. I had a missionary, and my mission papers were all filled out, I was just waiting for April 2 so I could submit them. Well, at the end of the month, my friends and I wanted to go do baptisms at the temple, but we needed more Priesthood holders to come with us. So we invited Tyson and his girlfriend. Well, she couldn't come, but Tyson did. We drove a few hours Friday night and stopped at our friend, Luke's parents house for the night. The whole time Tyson and I pretended we were married (I'm not sure why, I often liked to play that game with guys, I would just call them husband, so really it wasn't a big deal, I don't know why I was that way). So we had a great time at the temple the next day and Tyson and I held hands for a few seconds because everyone told us to for this picture they were taking. It was really funny and just a joke, but I found myself always looking to see where Tyson was and what he was doing and who he was talking to. I just couldn't help myself. The whole drive home we sat in the back seat and just talked the whole way. He told me about the "dear John" he got on his mission and I told him about my missionary and how I felt about him and how I was going to go on a mission. He asked me why I wanted to go and I didn't know. I really wanted to serve the Lord, but I think the real reason I was going was because I wanted to prove I could, and because I thought that is what my missionary wanted me to do.
That following Monday, Tyson dumped his girlfriends and asked me out that Thursday for the next day. So we went on a date every night after that. Until Valentine's Day when Tyson went way out of his way. He decorated my room in hearts, wrote me poems that he put in my books for each class that day, and then that night took me on a walk/picnic. It was perfect. And we were wrapped up in a blanket (it was freezing!) sitting on the bleachers and he asked me if he could kiss me, but instead of responding I just kissed him. The rest of the night I swung from being totally giddy happy and feeling guilty that I had betrayed my missionary, again. But Tyson told me that he would steal me away from all my other plans, and I didn't believe him.
A week later he told me he loved me and I knew that I loved him too. It was so weird that it happened so fast. He made me feel happier, prettier, better than I had ever felt in my whole life. He still does. A few weeks later, on March 15, I realized I not only could, but I wanted to marry Tyson. So I called him and told him that, then I hung up the phone. Later that night, Tyson proposed to me, and I said yes and that I wanted a secret engagement. Which lasted for like 5 minutes since I can't keep secrets worth beans.
Every Valentine's after that had been really special for us, mostly because of our memories and that our first Valentine's was the day I really made a choice that I didn't want to just date this guy, and he really went way out of his way to show me he liked me and that I was worth all the trouble. So this Saturday, he snuck away while I was babysitting and got me flowers (mostly because he didn't want me to be sad, but they are really pretty) and he wrote me a poem which is my favorite.

"To My Valentine. :)

My heart, my life, my friend, my wife.
My woman, my love, my gift from above.

To you, for you, I write these short lines.
From our first February I have written poetry in your Valentine's.

My words are awkward, my love is great.
With you I would love to ice skate.

Your forever I will always be,
with cookies, flowers, and frisbees.

I love you!!

Tyson :) "


Isn't that just hilarious and precious? I don't know why I am writing all of this, I highly doubt anyone will really read it. But it just makes me so happy that I have someone that is still so in love with me. The Lord has blessed me so much! And now not only do I have him, but a little minature Tyson and maybe a minature me in lets see...7 months and 2 weeks. :)