Last night Rob and I went on a much deserved date night. We dropped Cooper off at my parent's house and headed to the Dome to watch the Twins vs. the Pirates. I enjoyed the game more than I thought I would. Normally when we go to a game I spend more time watching the people around than watching the game. Not that I wasn't having a blast watching the huge multi generational family in front of us, those kids had me cracking up. But last night was different, I actually watched the game and paid attention. We had to leave the game at 9:00 to pick up Cooper. While both of us joked on the way there if Cooper would be up when we got there, I didn't really think he would be. When we walked into my parents house and Cooper was sitting quietly on my dad's lap watching a movie. Seriously? This kid turns into a monster at 8:30 at home, why is it so different at grandma and grandpa's? We thought for sure he would fall asleep before we hit Minnehaha Avenue but again he shocked us. He wanted to sing, or really wanted us to sing. So Rob and I sung every kids song we knew while Cooper was acting like a choir conductor by moving his arms up and down and "singing". It was hilarious! We had to do this almost all the way home until finally we ran out of songs so I put on his Kindermusik play list from my ipod to give us a break. I only wish we had the video camera with us so we could share our little conductor's talent with everyone.
P.S. He finally collapsed into bed around 10:15. Poor guy must be exhausted today.
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