Many, many posts ago I wrote a little diddy about everyone's favorite Cooper-- Laura. But, it wasn't her birthday and she hadn't just been accepted to grad school and I hadn't even begun to think about how obsessed with her children I am probably going to be.
Today is her birthday, she has been recently accepted to grad school and not too terribly long ago, I came to realize that I would probably adore (and loathe, a little) Coop's children more than most of my friends and here is why...
Coops kids are going to scourer the world to get their questions answered, they are going to be inquisitive and overly thoughtful. I'm sure on my 50th birthday they will ask me 100 different questions on how I'm feeling about turning 50 and being alone, all while adorning me with love and books about subjects only I am interested in.
I'm also quite positive that Coop's kids are going to be beyond entertaining and full of life. These kids are going to have hips that move like Shakira and bodies that roll like Beyonce. For that alone I will love them above all others.
There is no way Coop's kids won't be somewhat intelligent, which is why I'm going to enjoy conversing with them much more than I will with my own children, I'm sure. It's going to be quite lovely to share conversation over a latte with Coop's little bookworms. I'm going to be quite interested on their view of the Swine Flu Outbreak of 2009.
Most of all, I'm going to love Coop's kids because they are her kids and I won't have to go home with them at the end of the day. And even more, I will love them because I'm sure she's going to instill in them the same values and morals that Karen and Steve passed down to her. The values and morals that make her roll her body like Beyonce, but with room for Jesus in between each drop to the floor.
If you haven't figured it out yet: I'm going to love Coop's kids for all the same reasons I love her which are listed above and I don't tell her enough because of all the reasons listed above (ie; I don't love question and answer sessions, but I adore her).
ahhhhh. thanks lc! btw. i think aunt rebecca thinks your name is elsie.
tribute to my former counselor. which makes me feel weird that half of your besties were my counselors... and that you're that old.... :)
that’s a damn good checklist! any chance you could make it into a pdf for us all?
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