September 4, 2011

Mom got to come home...

I was very excited to go to the hospital yesterday because it was the day that mom was coming home...and bringing the baby with her.
She finally let me push some buttons on her bed.

After we waited for a really long time for mom to see all the doctors and get stuff from the nurse, it was time to put clothes on Cooper.
He didn't really like it.

I tried to make him feel better by talking to him and checking his heart.

Then mom let me buckle him in the baby seat.

and it was time to go!

Look, I don't have to ride in the back of the car by myself anymore!

I think he is really happy to be home!

Everyone at the hospital was asking me what my new baby brother's name is. I told them buddy. Dad said Cooper...and I got a little upset about it. But when it was time to go, I realized that Cooper could be his name...but I'll still call him buddy...sometimes.
"Ok Cooper, it's time to go home"

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