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The Big Super
Every baby gets a nickname. Cooper’s has evolved from “Super-Duper Cooper” to “Super-Duper”, to “Super”, and finally, “The Big Super”. The latter is how Kandis and I now refer to him in our emails when we refer to him, and its my standard greeting to him when I see him: “Hey, Big Super!”
With that nickname, we’re setting him up to have a really big ego. If he does show signs of a superiority complex, I have a strategy to keep him humble. We can knock him down a few pegs by using yet another nickname variation that Kandis does not allow me to say: Super Duper Cooper Pooper.
Dad!
Today, as soon as Cooper saw me when I arrived at day care to bring him home, he gave me a huge smile and began bouncing up and down excitedly in his ExerSaucer. It was if he was saying “Dad!” to me, and it really made me feel like a father. He singled me out from all the other people in the room, and reminded me that I was the most important one in that room at that moment. Actually, in his head, it was probably something more like “Hey, it’s that guy that picks me up every day. I bet he has a bottle for me!” Nevertheless, it was one of those great moments of fatherhood when you feel special, and are reminded of why you decided to become a father.
Proud Papa
Some of my proudest moments are when I get to carry Cooper around and show him off to everyone. It’s another one of those great things about fatherhood that’s tough to understand until you’re a father (and you happen to have the coolest baby this side of the Mississippi).
Thanks to Uncle Brian for this picture.
